"We won't bother the young lady." "Who's going to stop me ?" Anastacio, in his turn, brought his chair to the floor, at the same time unclasping his hands from behind his head.
"I'll do that little thing, Sheriff," he announced mildly.

"Miss Vorhis has already told us that she has not seen Foy since yesterday noon.

That is quite sufficient." Silence.
"This makes me fidgety.

Somebody say something, quick--anything!" begged Pringle.

"All right, then; I will.