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`` Abe , '' said Perez , stepping up to the disconsolate Indian and clapping him sharply on the shoulder , `` you were in the army . You 're not afraid of fighting . We 'll stay and beat these fine gentlemen at their own game . By three o'clock we 'll have every one of them under guard , and , by the Lord God of Israel , by noon to-morrow , every man of them shall get ten lashes on his bare back with all Stockbridge looking on . We 'll see who 's whipped . '' `` Ha ! you no run .