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You young dog, said the man, licking his lips, what fat cheeks you ha got.

I believe they were fat, though I was at that time undersized for my years, and not strong.

Darn me if I couldnt eat em, said the man, with a threatening shake of his head, and if I hant half a mind tot!

I earnestly expressed my hope that he wouldnt, and held tighter to the tombstone on which he had put me; partly, to keep myself upon it; partly, to keep myself from crying.