"gee!" he cried, "don't i keep tellin' youse dat de table hills is here? sure, dere's a whole bunch of dem, and unless youse come on down dey'll bite de hull head off of us lot. leave dat stiff on de roof. let sam wait here wit' his canister, and den he can't get down, 'cos sam'll pump him full of lead while he's beatin' it t'roo de trapdoor. sure!"