They could pound the top of his head and welcome.

The only thing he really feared was a kick in the side, and for that there was hardly room.
The conductor stood over the heap, at a manifest advantage.
"You lumber-jacks had enough, or do you want to catch it plenty ?" The men, drunk though they were, realized their helplessness.

They signified they had had enough.

Jimmy thereupon released them and stood up, brushing down his tousled hair with his stubby fingers.
"Now is it ticket or bounce ?" inquired the conductor.
After some difficulty and grumbling, the two paid their fare and that of the third, who was still dazed.

In return the conductor gave them slips.
Then he picked his lantern from the overhead rack whither he had tossed it, slung it on his left arm, and sauntered on down the aisle punching tickets.