Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第140/1399页)

ketandpcedhimontheground.Whelemangothisbearings,hestretchedhisarmsandlegsaurningtothewhite-beardedolddwarfbeganhistirade,

    “Youoldson-of-a-bitch,whydidyouleavemeinyourpocketforsolong?Youcouldhavesuffocatedme!Didyouwanttomurderme?”DwarfMickeywastakenbysurprisethatthefirstthingMr.Fingerdiduponwakingupwastoshoutathimsorudely.Thoughhewasveryold,histemperwasnolessvotile,sopushingupthesleevesofhisjacketasiflookingfht,hesaid,

    “Youdisrespectfullittleson-of-a-gun,notonlyareyouunappreciativeforwhatIhavedoneforyou,youaredhtungratefundrude!Iputyouinmypocketsoyoucouldsleepfortably.IwasafraidtocrushyouorcauseyouanydisfortsoItookgreatcautionontheway.Afterallthisyoudaretopointyersinmyfadcurseandsho