I go, prease! I s-s-s-s, I--" Sato's scant knowledge of English seemed to forsake him, under the stress of his terror.

And he broke into a monkeylike mouthing in his native Japanese.

Milo took a step toward him.
Sato screeched like a stuck pig and crouched to the ground.
"Wait!" suggested Brice, going toward the abject creature.
"Let me handle him.

I know a bit of his language.

Miss Standish, please go on with closing the rest of the house.
Here, you!" he continued, addressing the Jap.