20/22 I sink you vould make a good sailor and a fine smugglaire on my sheep. Perhaps I sall not kill you." "Bah!" cried Vince, looking him full in the face. "Do you think I'm such a little child as to be frightened by what you say ?" "Leetle schile? Vous etes un brave garcon_--a big, brave boy. Zere, you sall not fight like you _Anglais_ bouledogues, and vat you call ze game coq. |