"You would, too!"
"No, I w----
"Looky here," said the fat-faced boy, darkly, "what you mean,
counterdicking me?"
He advanced a step and Penrod hastily qualified his contradiction.
"I mean, I don't THINK I would. I----"
"You better look out!" Rupe moved closer, and unexpectedly grasped the
back of Penrod's neck again. "Say, 'I WOULD run home yellin' "MOM-muh!"'"
"Ow! I WOULD run home yellin' 'Mom-muh.'"
"There!" said Rupe, giving the helpless nape a final squeeze. "That's
the way we do up at the Third."
Penrod rubbed his neck and asked meekly:
"Can you do that to any boy up at the Third?"
"See here now," said Rupe, in the tone of one goaded beyond all
endurance, "YOU say if I can! You better say it quick, or----"
"I knew you could," Penrod interposed hastily, with the pathetic
semblance of a laugh. "I only said that in fun."
"In 'fun'!" repeated Rupe stormily. "You better look out how you----"
"Well, I SAID I wasn't in earnest!" Penrod retreated a few steps. "_I_
knew you could, all the time. I expect _I_ could do it to some of the
boys up at the Third, myself. Couldn't I?"
"No, you couldn't."
"Well, there must be SOME boy up there that I could----"
"No, they ain't! You better----"
"I expect not, then," said Penrod, quickly.
"You BETTER 'expect not.' Didn't I tell you once you'd never get back
alive if you ever tried to come up around the Third? You want me to SHOW
you how we do up there, 'bo?"
He began a slow and deadly advance, whereupon Penrod timidly offered a
diversion:
"Say, Rupe, I got a box of rats in our stable under a glass cover, so
you can watch 'em jump around when you hammer on the box.
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