"What's that ?" he said.
"I'm going to show you what it is," said the smith.
The other went on adding the figures aloud.
"Yer crawlin' little--, yer daresn't face me proper!" Paul quickly snatched the heavy ruler.

Dawes started.

The young man ruled some lines in his ledger.

The elder man was infuriated.
"But wait till I light on you, no matter where it is, I'll settle your hash for a bit, yer little swine!" "All right," said Paul.
At that the smith started heavily from the doorway.

Just then a whistle piped shrilly.