"You Benedict Arnold!"
"Open up, you white-livered pup!"
"You quitter!"
"You chickenheart!"
"You coward!"
Stover, his hair rising, seized the wooden chair convulsively, waiting for the door to burst in.
All at once the transom swung violently and the wolfish faces of Tough McCarty, the White Mountain Canary, Cheyenne and the Coffee-colored Angel crowded the opening.
"Get back or I'll kill you," said Dink in frantic fear, and, advancing, he swung the chair murderously. In a twinkling the transom was emptied.
The storm of voices rose again.
"The freshest yet!"