"I guess I'm a good deal of a sneak." "Get up on your feet, then.

We understand one another," said Bodson.

"Go ahead, if you want to, and carry out your plans for a merry evening.

But don't make the mistake of calling ugly names again, and don't forget all you've said about the square deal.

Hang these tenderfeet, if that's what you want to do, but don't hit men without first giving them a chance to hit back." Duff, shaking partly from fear, though more from a sense of his humiliation, rose to his feet.