Heinrich became pale with rage.
"That scoundrel!" he stammered. "I would not be surprised if he would
steal poor Percy. He iss mean and low enough to do anything."
"Why, Heinie," said Bob mildly. "I always thought Karl was a fine
fellow."
"He iss a low down snake!" cried Heinrich. "I would not trust that fellow
mit two cents."
"Lena likes him," said Bob.
Heinrich became madder than before at this remark. He stuttered with
rage, and advancing toward Bob shook his clenched fist in his face. "Sure
she like him," he cried. "Why not? He gives her presents all the time and
it iss for that that she like him. She knows what a low down cur he iss,
for I have told her so. Only because he has money and can give her
presents does she like him. But I will show her!"
"What are you going to do?" demanded Bob, somewhat alarmed by the
violence of Heinrich's manner.
"I buy her presents now," exclaimed Heinrich. "You see that?" he
demanded, pulling the roll of bills out of his pocket. "You see that?" he
repeated.
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