Put the stuff on the coat." This was done.
"Now, Mr.Fits," went on Dick more steadily still, "it would be unwise for you to rise and walk to the door.

We'd bother you if you did.

But you can crawl over to your coat.

Start!" "What are you trying to do with me ?" appealed the recent bully, in a voice that was now full of concern.
"Crawl over to your coat, and we'll tell you the rest of it.

If you don't obey, promptly, we'll take the food part away.