Ayman AL-Midhar should forget her away from the tree
Dr. Ann L. Grauman
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scratches, looking
for anything at which to complain. His thick eyebrows met
like a bar across the bridge of his nose, a nose which had
been broken at some time and badly set. At last he came
up to us. "Which of you is the driver?"
"I am," I said.
"You will take this back to Metz," he said.
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"No," was my answer, "I have been paid to bring it
here. All the papers are made out for here. I have finished
with it."
His face flushed with rage, and to my consternation he
drew from his pocket a spring-loaded knife. I was easily
able to disarm him, the knife flew over my shoulder, and
the swarthy man was flat on his back. To my surprise, as
I looked around, I saw that quite a crowd of workmen had
arrived. "He's thrown the Boss," said one; "He must have
been taken by surprise," muttered another. Violently the
swarthy man erupted from the ground, like a rubber ball
bouncing. Dashing into the workshop he picked up a steel
bar with a claw on the end, a bar used for opening packing
cases. Rushing out, yelling oaths, he swung at me, trying
to rip my throat. I fell to my knees and grabbed his knees
and pushed. He screamed horribly,