but before he had gone two steps and before i could think of any way to retaliate , i heard nws bass voice , looking up i saw my friend standing close by his hands grasping the hilt of the great battle axe he kept slung across his back , na then laddie ye salt spittin drunkn dolot , ye be aputtin tha wee lassie down on er feet agin ye hear before i chops yes legs off an makes ye crawl like t low life ye professes t be by yes actions agin a lady .