"Now," she said, her whole body tense with suppressed anger, "touch her if you dare." "Ye better git out and mind yer own business or ye'll wish ye had," threatened the man, his first feeling of fear vanishing.

"Yer nothin' but a lot o' silly girls.

You git along," he ordered, fixing his scowling eyes on Mary.
"This little girl is going to stay with us.

It is you that had better move on.

If you aren't out of sight within the next three minutes I'll have you arrested for annoying us, and it won't be wise for you to come back again either." Kathleen's face, as she stood calmly eyeing her disagreeable adversary, was like a study in stone.