I told him your leg was so rotten that you might not be alive to-morrow morning.

He didn't even look interested.
I piled it on thicker and told him about the poisoned spear.

He didn't bat an eyelid or make a move.

So I started in to coax him.
"I did some coaxing.

Believe me, I swallowed more pride in five minutes than I guessed I owned! A ward-heeler cadging votes for a Milwaukee alderman never wheedled more gingerly.