But Tracy's movements had been watched, and in a few minutes the tormentors came straggling one after another to the roof, where they began to stroll up and down in an apparently purposeless way.

But presently they fell to dropping remarks that were evidently aimed at Tracy, and some of them at the tinner.
The ringleader of this little mob was a short-haired bully and amateur prize-fighter named Allen, who was accustomed to lording it over the upper floor, and had more than once shown a disposition to make trouble with Tracy.

Now there was an occasional cat-call, and hootings, and whistlings, and finally the diversion of an exchange of connected remarks was introduced: "How many does it take to make a pair ?" "Well, two generally makes a pair, but sometimes there ain't stuff enough in them to make a whole pair." General laugh.
"What were you saying about the English a while ago ?" "Oh, nothing, the English are all right, only--I--" "What was it you said about them ?" "Oh, I only said they swallow well." "Swallow better than other people ?" "Oh, yes, the English swallow a good deal better than other people." "What is it they swallow best ?" "Oh, insults." Another general laugh.
"Pretty hard to make 'em fight, ain't it ?" "No, taint hard to make 'em fight." "Ain't it, really ?" "No, taint hard.

It's impossible." Another laugh.
"This one's kind of spiritless, that's certain." "Couldn't be the other way--in his case." "Why ?" "Don't you know the secret of his birth ?" "No! has he got a secret of his birth ?" "You bet he has." "What is it ?" "His father was a wax-figger." Allen came strolling by where the pair were sitting; stopped, and said to the tinner; "How are you off for friends, these days ?" "Well enough off." "Got a good many ?" "Well, as many as I need." "A friend is valuable, sometimes--as a protector, you know.

What do you reckon would happen if I was to snatch your cap off and slap you in the face with it ?" "Please don't trouble me, Mr.