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 race-courses, and at all large public gatherings. They generally begin their conversation with "Say," and address a stranger as "young feller."

"What t'ell you tryin' to do, young feller?" snarled the largest.

Hart had accidentally or intentionally pushed him with his elbow.

"Here, don't get gay."

"Stand one side, then, please," said Hart, "and let this lady pass."

"He's got his goil with 'im, Pete," put in one of the others with a leer. "Say, excuse me; but she's a peach."

"If the loidy wants to get by, just let her say so," continued the big one, "but I don't want nuffin' from you," he continued.

"Stand to one side."

"Ah, go"

Hart caught him by the fat fist he had clenched up and twisted it outwards. The man's sinews must have cracked the whole length of his forearm; he doubled over on one knee, and Hart pushed him aside.

"Not a word, now," he said; "not one word, not a word,—please."