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Williams hadn't the ghost of a chance with Tom at wrestling; and the conviction broke at once on the Slogger faction that if this were allowed their man must be licked. There was a strong feeling in the School against catching hold and throwing, though it was generally ruled all fair within limits; so the ring was broken and the fight stopped. The School-house faction rush to him.
"But," returned the Slogger, with a knowing frown, "seems to me as how you'd never get two keys into one lock eh? The noo 'un wouldn't let the old 'un in, would it?" "Ah, that's where it is," replied Mr Brassey, with a leer, as he raised his cup to his large ugly mouth and chuckled.
It was a restful scene, which none but a heartless monster could have ventured to disturb. Even Brassey and the Slogger had no intention of disturbing it on the contrary, it was their earnest hope that they might accomplish their designs on the doctor's plate with as little disturbance as possible. Their motto was a paraphrase, "Get the plate quietly, if you can, but get the plate!"
"Yes," answered Denver regarding him incuriously and the Slogger moved a step or two closer. "You start anything around here," he went on significantly, "and you'll be airing the smoke out of your clothes. We got your number, see, and we're here to put your light out if you start to make a peep." "Is that so?" observed Denver still standing at a crouch and one or two of the men walked off.
"There that's wot the Slogger told me," said little Slidder, with flushed cheeks and excited looks, "an' I made him give me an exact description o' the gal, which was a facsimilar o' the pictur' painted o' Miss Edie Willis by her own grandmother as like as two black cats."
You'll have to stay all night. No return train till to-morrow, being an out-of-the-way place. There, off with you. Put the telegram in your pocket for the address." So saying, the doctor put on his hat and left the house. Summoning Robin Slidder, I bade him pack a few things into my travelling-bag while I wrote a note. When he had finished he told me of his interview with the Slogger.
They could pass by or stop, according to their liking; but the show-down had come, there and now. They came on in a bunch down the middle of the street, ignoring his watchful glances; but as the rest trampled past Slogger Meacham turned his head and came to a bristling halt. "Well," he said, "out for a little airing?" And the jumpers swung in behind him.
I know of the murder of Bill Smithers, the robbery of the tollgate-keeper, and the making away of the youngest daughter of Sir Reginald de Walton. A word from me, and the officers of justice are on your track." Burke the Slogger trembled. "Hark ye! serve my purpose, and I may yet save you. The 5.30 train from Clapham will be due at Sloperton at 9.25. It must not arrive!"
Martin meanwhile folded the clothes, and put them under the chapel rails; and now Tom, with East to handle him, and Martin to give him a knee, steps out on the turf, and is ready for all that may come; and here is the Slogger too, all stripped, and thirsting for the fray.
A very severe round follows, in which Tom gets out and out the worst of it, and is at last hit clean off his legs, and deposited on the grass by a right-hander from the slogger. Loud shouts rise from the boys of slogger's house, and the school-house are silent and vicious, ready to pick quarrels anywhere.
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