I prefer dealing with your kind with bare hands.

Now if you have any reply to make to this lady's assertions put it in decent language." He gasped a bit, rubbing his bruised wrist, his eyes shifting to the closed door as though contemplating an alarm.

But I stood where I could block any effort, and I doubt if he liked the expression on my face.
[Illustration: He gasped a bit, rubbing his bruised wrist.] "There is no use going off at half cock, Craig," he snarled.

"I did n't mean any insult.

And I 'll get you for that some time.