"If I'd have been on deck, your luck would have fallen to me. I'm out for revenge. I'm going to pay you off."
"With bluff and blow?" demanded Ralph sarcastically.
Bemis leaned over and slapped Ralph's face.
"Don't you sass me!" he gritted out. "It won't be healthy for you."
"You're a mean coward!" said Ralph. "Give me a free show, and we'll see who is the better man."
"I'll show you something!" snapped Bemis venomously. "Do you know what we are going to do with you? I'm going to fix you, Ralph Fairbanks, so you will never crow over me—you'll never pull another lever."
"Jaw less—get into action," directed Ike Slump tartly.
"Where's the fixtures?"
"Here they are."
Ike reached over to a chair and picked up something that jangled. Ralph regarded the the trap-like apparatus disclosed with some interest.
Bemis took it from the hand of his associate.
"Do you know what this is?" he inquired of Ralph.
"I don't."
"It's a nutcracker, see?"
