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"Can't this freak that comes here in a dress suit and tries to lord it
over us take care of himself?"
"Surest thing you know," drawled Jack Slate. "But there are ladies here,
a thing you don't seem to realize. If you'll step outside, I'd be glad
to whip you right and propah."
"What's the use, Jack, of fussing with these rowdies?" said Ted. "Let it
go until some other time."
"You bet," said Creviss, courage returning when he heard Ted propose
peace. "I guess you'd like to let it go forever."
"That settles it," said Ted. "Go to him, Jack, and if you don't give him
what's coming to him, I'll finish the job."
"Git!" said Billy Sudden, opening the door and shoving Creviss out into
the street. The rest followed.
As Jack stepped into the open air he peeled off his swallow-tailed coat
and threw it over Ted's arm.
He had no sooner done so than Wiley Creviss made a rush at him from the
front, while one of the crowd ran in on him from the rear.
It seemed an unequal beginning, and Ted was preparing to take on the
second fellow.


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