"Then I shall ask you to tell me where I can find him--or better still,
you might show me."
"Oh, might I?"
"You might!"
The feelings of the Spider waxing beyond mere words, he looked at the
speaker, viewed him up and down with a glance of contemptuous hostility,
whereat Ravenslee's whole expression melted into one of lamblike
meekness.
"Say," quoth the Spider at last, "there's only one thing as I can't
stand about you, an' that's--everything!"
"Sorry for that," murmured Ravenslee, "because I rather like you,
Spider. I think you could be quite a decent fellow if you tried very
hard! Come, shake your grouch and let's be friends."
"Say," growled the Spider, "what you're sufferin' from's a hard neck!
You ain't no friend o' mine--not much you ain't, savvy? So crank up an'
get on yer way like a good little feller!"
"But you see I'm anxious to find Spike because--"
"Well, say, you keep on bein' anxious, only do it somewheres else. I
don't want youse around where I am, see? So beat it while d' goin's
good!"
"Why--er--no," said Ravenslee in his laziest tones, "no, I don't think
I'll beat it.
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