1/23 BINGISM. "Leave me have hold of it!" "You wait a minute!" Sam protested, in a whisper. "I want to show you how I do." "No; you let me show you how _I_ do!" Penrod insisted; and they scuffled for possession. "It might go off." "Then you better leave me have it!" And Penrod, victorious and flushed, stepped back, the weapon in his grasp. |