He very drunk.

He play cards wit' Rosenblatt," said Jacob.
"Playing cards, eh?
I think we will be finding something now.
Who else was in the card game ?" Again a murmur of voices arose.
"Dis Polak man," said Jacob, "and Rosenblatt, and dat man dere, and--" Half a dozen voices rose in explanation, and half a dozen hands eagerly pointed out the big Dalmatian, who stood back among the crowd pale with terror.
"Come up here, you," said the Sergeant to him.
Instead of responding, with one bound the Dalmatian was at the door, and hurled the two men aside as if they were wooden pegs.

But before he could tear open the door, the Sergeant was on him.

At once the Dalmatian grappled with him in a fierce struggle.

There was a quick angry growl from the crowd.