He felt a peculiar dislike to all three, but especially to Leon.

The Belgian's small baby features had for four days set him clenching his fists when he thought of them.
The next thing he saw was one of the tinklers running hard towards the Tower.

He cried something to Dobson, which woke the latter to activity.

The innkeeper shouted to Leon and Spidel, and the tinkler was excitedly questioned.

Dobson laughed and slapped his thigh.