3/8 I wanted you." "What do you want me for ?" flashed back Jerry, with clenched hands. "If you have anything to say, you'd better say it downstairs." "I have nothing whatever to say." There was a deep sound in Piet's voice that was something more than a menace. Abruptly he squared his great shoulders, and brought the weapon he carried into full view. "I'll fight you with pleasure, but not before--" "You will do nothing of the sort!" thundered Piet, striding forward. |