"'Tis no use, sir. I knows you."
Doctor Luke moved off a step. "But Billy, you see, my dear fellow——"
"No, sir!" Billy Topsail moved within reach.
"I'm quite sure——"
"No."
Doctor Luke stared at the breach of slush. He faced away, then, abruptly. "Wel-ll," he admitted, with a shrug, "no doubt you're right, Billy. I——"
[CHAPTER XXVI]
In Which it Seems that an Axe and Terry Lute's Finger Are Surely to Come into Injurious Contact, and Terry Lute is Caught and Carried Bawling to the Block, While His Mother Holds the Pot of Tar