"Who snatched the lanthorn away?
Wait till we get out, and you'll see what I'll give you." "Get out the tinder-box quickly," said Mike.
"What for?
Suppose I want you to snatch it away?
I'm going on in the dark, same as you're going back." "Don't be an idiot," cried Mike, who was growing desperate.

"Get out the tinder-box and strike a light." "Good-night," replied Vince tauntingly; "I'm off.

Shall I tell them you'll be home to-morrow ?" For answer Mike sprang at him and grasped him tightly.
"No, you don't play me that trick," he cried.

"Get out that tinder-box at once." "Not I," cried Vince.
"Get out that tinder-box at once!" "Do you want to make me savage ?" growled Vince.

"I don't care what I make you now," cried Mike.