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As the American approached in the gloom, two men came up, laden with sacks, and poured out a pile of coal on deck. Every lump was about the size of a baseball. Hogan recognized Madden in the darkness. He was exuberant now that he had learned his enemies were human beings and not ghouls. "Do ye think those Dutchmen will be able to put up a daycent foight, Misther Madden?" he inquired hopefully.
'Shove, shove! shouted the men, and oi runs into t' water loike t' rest and shooved. Then a lot o' men run up shouting, 'Stop! in the king's name! and began vor to fire pistols. "Nateral oi wasn't a-going to be fired at for nowt, so oi clutches moi stick and goes at 'em wi' the rest, keeping close to t' chap as told me as he knew the coontry. There was a sharp foight vor a minute.
At last I said to him, afther havin' been more than usual exasperated by him, `If you want to foight me, begorrah, ye can begin as soon as you loike, at the same toime showin' him me fists." "Ah, non, non, mon Dieu, non, note yat vay!" sez he, joompin' away from me whin he caught soight o' me fists. "I was mean ze duel and ze rapiere."
"My man, I've a fancy for your clothes." "You'll ha' to foight for 'em then." "Very well, begin at once," said Kenneth, buttoning his coat, and suddenly seizing the countryman by the throat with a grip that made his eyes almost start out of their sockets. "How shall it be, wrestling or fisticuffs?
"You boys will get all the adventure you want, one of these days, I think," smiled Dick. "There is going to be a battle over on Long Island sooner or later, and then you will get all the fighting you want." "Hurroo!" cried Tim Murphy, "shure an' thot is phwat we are afther wantin', Oi dunno. It's all av us wull foight to the last gasp, sure an' we wull."
"Flora got licked a'cause she was too old, maybe I'll be licked a'cause I be too young; but she made a good foight, and so'll oi. No, dad, I won't ha' you to back me. Harry here shall do that." The ring was formed again. The lads stood on one side, the men on the other. It was understood now that there was to be a fight, and no one had another word to say.
"A black curse on the Impire!" shouted Private McQuire, throwing down his rifle. "'Twas the Impire that backed the man that druv me onto the roadside. May me hand stiffen before I draw trigger for it. "What's the Impire to us, Captain Foley, and what's the Widdy to us ayther?" cried a voice. "Let the constabulary foight for her."
In half an hour he'll be clost around Burrage's shtove, tellin' th' b'ys about th' bur-rnt shack at Melton's." Bill resumed his chair. "Oi've been thinkin' ut out," continued Daddy, between short puffs at his cutty-pipe. "Ye'll have no fun lickin' Creed 'tis shmall satisfaction foightin' a man that won't foight back. An-ny-how, a black eye or a bloody nose is soon minded.
All this circumstance and show had its effect on the two small Morton boys and at last, on a pleasant June evening, they began to mock him. Jim stood it silently for a quarter of a second, while his face grew red. Then he burst out, "I'd lick both of you, if I was sure this was a where or when to foight!"
Yet as Owen answered his invitation by a quick pass that struck his cheek, his color mounted with zest, and he stepped out, turning up his sleeves. "Is it a foight ye want, ye old wizard from the Divil's Kitchen?" laughed John, still good-natured. "It's a foight I want," responded Owen. "It's a foight I'm shpilin' for.
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