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[Still tugging at the door]

The son of a biscuit eater! He’s actially tryin’ to play the same trick on God that he played on me!

What’s the matter? Is he holdin’ the latch?

Yeh. It’s your door, but I’ll give you ten dollars to let me yank it offen its hinges!

The door don’t make no difference! Go on an’ git him!

Yeh, I’ll stand the damage!

Now hold on, boys!

David Hunt, are you a-stickin’ up fer that reptile?