"Don't be a fool!" he cried out, in his quick and impatient guttural.
But the fires of Sadie's anger had stood too long banked to be thus brushed aside. Her blue-lidded eyes flashed with a resentment that was not to be mistaken; the nostrils of her pert young nose were distended with an anger that was ominous.
"I'll be just fool enough to put half-a-dozen holes clean through that fat carcass o' yours, if yuh so much as shift one finger off'n that table, yuh pink-eyed ol' white-slaver yuh!" she hissed out at him. "So don't yuh monkey wit' me, or it'll all be over but the shoutin'!"
"Don't be a fool!" he quietly repeated. Yet it was taking an effort for him to hold himself in. "I admire your spirit, mademoiselle. It is excellent."
"Ha!" snorted Sadie. But her gun stayed where it was.
"And most assuredly I shall find work for you," continued the man at the table.
Sadie's second snort was even more wrathful. "Yuh gimme a pain in the neck! Whadda yuh take me for, anyway? Yuh save that bull-con for the gorilla-guy who's butlerin' for this hang-out! Hand it to the corn-rustlers who ain't hep to a crook from
