The man with the brown beard never says a word.

But if they felt like me they both felt like laying right down there and having a fit.

They looks at him and he jest sets there and grins at them.
But after a while Jane, she says: "Well, now you KNOW! What are you going to do about it ?" Henry, he starts to say something too.

But-- "Don't start anything," says the perfessor to him.

"YOU aren't going to do anything." Or they was words to that effect.
"Professor Booth," he says, seeing he has got to say something or else Jane will think the worse of him, "I am--" "Keep still," says the perfessor, real quiet.