He wrenched his arm free with an oath, remembering that she was the cause of his fight and defeat.
"Wot the 'ell are yous doin' 'ere?
Go an' tell yer bloke I nearly got lumbered." "I ain't got no bloke," sobbed Pinkey.
"Wotcher mean ?" cried Chook.
"I don't run after people I don't want," said Pinkey, smiling through her tears.
"Fair dinkum ?" cried Chook.
Pinkey nodded her head, with its crown of hair that glittered like bronze.
Chook stopped to think.
"I'm orl right," he said to Waxy and Joe; "I'll ketch up with yer in a minit." They understood and walked on.
He stood and stared at Pinkey with a scowl that softened imperceptibly into a smile, and then a passionate flame leapt into his eyes.
"Cum 'ere," he said; and Pinkey obeyed him like a child.
He looked at her with a gloating fondness in his eyes, and then caught her in his arms and kissed her with his bleeding lips.
"Ugh, I'm all over blood!" cried the girl with a shuddering laugh, as she wiped her lips with her handkerchief..