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(Tugging his comrade.) Here bugger off, Harry. There’s the cops! (Two raincaped watch, tall, stand in the group.)

What’s wrong here?

We were with this lady and he insulted us and assaulted my chum. (The retriever barks.) Who owns the bleeding tyke?

(With expectation.) Is he bleeding?

(Rising from his knees.) No. Gone off. He’ll come to all right.

(Glances sharply at the man.) Leave him to me. I can easily…

Who are you? Do you know him?

(Lurches towards the watch.) He insulted my lady friend.

(Angrily.) You hit him without provocation. I’m a witness. Constable, take his regimental number.

I don’t want your instructions in the discharge of my duty.

(Pulling his comrade.) Here, bugger off, Harry. Or Bennett’ll have you in the lockup.