But he could not hide his peculiar, slight limp, or
the cruel yellow eyes; and when Asa saw those eyes he knew them.
He tried to move; to slide out of the way. His one frantic
desire was to escape unnoticed. But the wildness of the boy's
stare caught the Wolf's eye. He looked at the boy carelessly,
then attentively as he saw that the boy recognized him. He too
recognized the boy as the one who had visited him in the
hospital.
He acted instantly. He stepped forward, and dropped a
steel-fingered hand on Asa's shoulder.
"One single word, and I'll kill you right here," muttered the
Wolf, and Asa felt that it was no idle threat.
Asa did not need to be spoken to again. All the wickedness, all
the blood-curdling threats that he had ever imagined, were in the
Wolf's touch on his collar. He was like a rabbit that suddenly
sees the white fangs of the hound close above him.
He was dumb with fright. He gave his captor one quaking look,
and obedient to the guiding hand, passed out the door into the
street. It was filled with people. The Wolf sought the most
crowded side and mingled with the throngs.
In the meantime Porky and Beany, having secured their
much-wished-for gum, a hard task on account of a penny jamming in
the slot, turned to join their friend.
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