He took hold of one, but his fingers trembled.

The steely, metallic voice in his ear was undermining the little courage that he had.

Cowperwood by now had taken on the proportions of a dangerous man--the lineaments of a demon.
He turned away mortally terrified.
"My God!" he exclaimed, shaking like a leaf.

"You want to keel me, do you?
I weel not have anything to do with you! I weel not talk to you! I weel see my lawyer.

I weel talk to my wife first." "Oh, no you won't," replied Cowperwood, intercepting him as he turned to go and seizing him firmly by the arm.