Where do the other three-quarters come in ?" Silas rapped the bowl against the arm of his chair to clear it the better, and, twisting his great bulk toward O'Day, said slowly: "If I tell you, will you listen and keep on listening until I get through ?" Felix bowed his head in acquiescence.

The others, knowing what a story from Silas meant, craned their necks in his direction.
"Well! One night last winter--over on Avenue A, snow on the ground, mind you, and cold as Greenland--a row broke out on the third floor of a tenement house.

In the snow on the sidewalk shivered a half-naked girl.
She was sobbing.

Her father had come in from his night shift at the gas house, crazy drunk, a piece of lead pipe in his hand.
"Two or three people had stopped, gazed at the girl, and passed her by.

Tenement-house rows are too common in some districts to be bothered over.