Jamie blinked, brought up short by the assault. Shading his eyes against the dazzle from the window, he peered down into the shadows. "Oh, hallo there, wee dog," he said politely, and took a step forward, knuckles stretched out. Bouton raised the growl a few decibels, and he took a step back. "Oh, like that, is it?" Jamie said. He eyed the dog narrowly. "Think it over, laddie," he advised, squinting down his long, straight nose. "I'm a damn sight bigger than you. I wouldna undertake any rash ventures, if I were you." Bouton shifted his ground slightly, still making a noise like a distant Fokker. "Faster, too," said Jamie, making a feint to one side. Bouton's teeth snapped together a few inches from Jamie's calf, and he stepped back hastily. Leaning back against the wall, he folded his arms and nodded down at the dog. "Well, you've a point there, I'll admit. When it comes to teeth, ye've the edge o...