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You don't want to use it in the ring, because rightly speaking it's a foul, but you will find it mighty useful if any thick-neck comes up to you in the street and tries to start anything. It's this way. While he's setting himself for a punch, just place the tips of the fingers of your left hand on the right side of the chest. Then bring down the heel of your left hand.
You don't want to use it in the ring, because by Queensberry Rules it's a foul; but you will find it mighty useful if any thick-neck comes up to you in the street and tries to start anything. It's this way. While he's setting himself for a punch, just place the tips of the fingers of your left hand on the right side of his chest. Then bring down the heel of your left hand.
Behind him could be seen portions of the faces of the two thick-necks. "Hello, Kid," said John. "I heard your voice. I hoped you might look in for a chat." The Kid stared, amazed. "What's doin'?" he queried. "A good deal. I'll explain later. First, will you kindly knock that chauffeur down and sit on his head?" "De guy's beat it," volunteered the first thick-neck.
"Did you run over a nail?" the Kid inquired of the chauffeur. The chauffeur ignored the question. "This is his busy day," said the first thick-neck with satire. "Guy's too full of work to talk to us." "Deaf, shouldn't wonder," surmised the Kid. "Say, wonder what he's doin' with a taxi so far out of the city." "Some guy tells him to drive him out here, I guess. Say, it'll cost him something, too.
They observed the perspiring chauffeur in silence for a while. "Wonder how he did that, now?" speculated the Kid. "Ran over a nail, I guess," said thick-neck number one. "Surest thing you know," said the other, who, while perhaps somewhat deficient in the matter of original thought, was a most useful fellow to have by one a sort of Boswell.
"Did you run over a nail?" the Kid enquired of the chauffeur. The chauffeur worked on, unheeding. "This is his busy day," said the first thick-neck, with satire. "Guy's too full of work to talk to us." "Deaf, shouldn't wonder," surmised the Kid. "Say, wonder what's he doing with a taxi so far out of the city." "Some guy tells him to drive him out here, I guess. Say, it'll cost him something, too.
"Guy's had a breakdown, sure," said the first of the thick-necks. "Surest thing you know," agreed his colleague. "Seems to me the tire's punctured," said the Kid. All three concentrated their gaze on the machine. "Kid's right," said thick-neck number one. "Guy's been an' bust a tire." "Surest thing you know," said thick-neck number two.
"Guy's had a breakdown, sure," said the first of the thick-necks. "Surest thing you know," agreed his colleague. "Seems to me the tyre's punctured," said the Kid. All three concentrated their gaze on the machine "Kid's right," said thick-neck number one. "Guy's been an' bust a tyre." "Surest thing you know," said thick-neck number two.
They observed the perspiring chauffeur in silence for a while. "Wonder how he did that, now?" speculated the Kid. "Guy ran over a nail, I guess," said thick-neck number one. "Surest thing you know," said the other, who, while perhaps somewhat lacking in the matter of original thought, was a most useful fellow to have by one. A sort of Boswell.
"De guy's beat it," volunteered the first thick-neck. "Surest thing you know," said the other. "What's been doin', Mr. Smith?" asked the Kid. "I'll tell you about it as we go, Comrade Brady," said Psmith, stepping into the road. "Riding in a taxi is pleasant provided it is not overdone. For the moment I have had sufficient. A bit of walking will do me good."
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