He is a venomous reptile whom it would be a pleasure to slay, as it would be to put one's heel upon a rattlesnake.

Whether he is a coward or not I do not know, but I should think so.

Men of his type are seldom brave.

I think if we had him in our hands we might frighten him into doing what we want." "Then Marat it shall be," Harry said; "that much is settled.

Tomorrow we will find out something about his habits.