16/26 'I saw you strike that gentleman crool 'ard. You began it too, for he wasn't doing nothing. Best go quietly or I'll have to fix you up.' Exasperation and an overwhelming sense that at no cost must I delay gave me the strength of a bull elephant. I fairly wrenched the constable off his feet, floored the man who was gripping my collar, and set off at my best pace down Duke Street. |