"What's the--" At that moment his gaze travelled on to Penny and he scowled.
"All right, Durkin," he said softly.

"I'll get even with you, you--you--" "Cut it out," advised Clint.

"How do you feel ?" "All right.

Tell him to get out of my room.

And that kid, too." Penny nodded and retired, herding Melville before him, followed by the scowling regard of Dreer.
Clint tossed the towel aside.