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Biff Bates, ex-champion middle-weight, to these imported artists, but, very much to his surprise, Signorina Caravaggio and Professor Bates struck up an instant and animated conversation anent Biff's well-known and justly-famous victory over Slammer Young, and so interested did they become in this conversation that instead of Biff's sitting up in the front seat, as Bobby had intended, the eminent instructor of athletics manoeuvered the Herr Professor into that post of honor and climbed into the tonneau with Signor Ricardo and the Signorina, with the latter of whom he talked most volubly all the way over, to the evidently vast annoyance of Der Grosse Tenore.
Her are much good and nice. You are liking her?" "Of course," replied Watts. "Any friend of Biff's is a friend of mine!" He extended one of his long appendages to the small queen. She took it in her hand. "It is a pleasure," said Watts to Ozma. "I had heard that Oz had a new queen. I am glad to see that you are a kind-looking one." "Thank you," said Ozma.
A crowd of curious villagers gathered and were staring at the scene and the actors in it. At Chief Biff's words the driver of the red car flashed an angry look at the boys. His companions looked equally vindictive. "So, it's to you we owe our arrest, is it?" he said in a low voice, coming quite close to Jack. "All right. You'll hear from me later.
Jack waited for an instant, and finding that the message was delayed in transmission, helped himself to one of Biff's "Specials" bearing in gold letters his name "Brent Biffton" in full on the rice paper dropped into the proffered chair and repeated the question: "Have you seen Garry?" "Yes upstairs. Got a deck in the little room. Been there all afternoon. Might go up and butt in.
Biff's head had been grazed slightly, enough to daze him for an instant, but he held himself up mechanically. Nellie, clogged by her skirts, could not swim, and as Biff got his bearings he saw her close by him going down for the second time.
"I've got all I can stand for from this rat." "Outside!" said Jeff with cold finality. "You can beat him to a pulp in the street, Con, but there'll be no scrimmage in this place without me having a hand in it." Ripley considered this ultimatum for a moment in silence, and then, to Biff's surprise, suddenly ran out of the door.
Responding to Biff's cheerful grin and Mr. Trimmer's sheepish one with what politeness he could muster, Bobby glumly went home. On the next morning occurred the first stock-holders' meeting of the Burnit-Trimmer Merchandise Corporation, which Bobby attended with some feeling of importance, for, with his twenty-six hundred shares, he was the largest individual stock-holder present.
Biff was the bulletin-board of the Magnolia club. As he roomed upstairs, he could be found here at any hour of the day or night. Biff did not reply at once; there was no use in hurrying not about anything. Besides, the connection between Biff's ears and his brain was never very good. One had to ring him up several times before he answered.
It was Ripley who made the first lunge, which Biff dexterously ducked, and immediately after Biff's right arm shot out, catching his antagonist a glancing blow upon the side of the cheek; a blow which drew blood.
Big Dan, roaring like a bull at this unexpected and most unprofessional mode of warfare, placed his two hands upon Dillingham's hips and tried to force him away; failing in this, he ran straight forward with all this living clog hanging to him, and planted a terrific kick upon Biff's ribs, just as Biff had dashed the pail of water from end to end of the blazing roll of drawings.
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