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Show 62 aggressively started to reach for Lathrop's breast pocket wherein he had put the freshly printed letter. "Let's see your credentials!" he demanded of Lathrop. Lathrop looked disdainfully at the man who would dare to reach in his pocket. "You have the scurrility to ask me for my credentials when your authority extends only to printers!" Lathrop shoved away the heavy arm of the bull. The mouse spoke, trying to soothe the troubled situation. "You'd, save youself and us a lot of trouble if you'd just show us some identification." "It's not within your jurisdiction to ask me anything!" Because of Lathrop's impressive air, the mouse began %o waiver again. "It's our job," he apologized. "You shall not have your job long if I report you to the King!" Lathrop warned. Dismissing the hint that he was a friend of the King, the bull was determined that Lathrop would be intimidated into identifying himself. "The law is on our side!" "The law!" Lathrop spoke a bit too disdainfully. |
