Sneeze, an’ I’ll moider yuh!
[He crosses hastily to Bill, and waves his arms grotesquely in a futile effort to prevent him from sneezing.]
Now!... Now!... Now!...
Bill
[Thunderously.]
A-choo!
[Slim hastens to hide; Bill follows. There is another dreadful pause, but nobody comes to disturb them. Presently Bill becomes visible again. Cheerfully.]
Nobody hoid me.
Slim
[With unlimited sarcasm.]