"Because you halo good, no good, damn bad man, try to kill you tenas klootchman," yapped Annie raucously as she spat.
"You a damn fool," said Pete. "Jenny she been away from me——"
"Yah," yelled Annie, "she find a good man, and Mista Quin, he give her good dlesses, he velly kind to Jenny."
It was a blow between the eyes for Pete, and he staggered as if he had been struck. His jaw dropped.
"Mista Quin, kahta mika wau-wau, what you say?" he stammered.
"I say she now Mista Quin's klootchman: he velly good to her. By-by he come and kill you, because you kick his klootchman. Las' night he say he mamook you mimaloose, kill you dead, you pig Pete," she squealed, withdrawing into her house, so that she could slam the door on him if he made a rush. But truly it was the last thing he thought of.
"The Tyee take my klootchman!" he said with a fallen jaw, "the Tyee——"
The boss had taken Jenny!
"Dat tlue, Annie?" he asked weakly.
"Dat tlue, you pig," said Annie.