[The Bars of Iron by Ethel May Dell]@TWC D-Link bookThe Bars of Iron PROLOGUE 4/23
For he also was British-born.
And he still bore traces, albeit they were not very apparent at that moment, of the breed from which he had sprung. Whatever the cause of his animosity, he had given it full and ready vent. A few coarse expressions aimed in the direction of the young stranger had done their work.
The boy had risen to go, with disgust written openly upon his face, and instantly the action had been seized upon by the older man as a cause for offence. He had not found his victim slow to respond.
In fact his challenge had been flung back with an alacrity that had somewhat astonished the bystanders and rendered interference a matter of some difficulty. But one of them did at this juncture make his voice heard in a word of admonition to the half-tipsy aggressor. "You had better mind what you do, Samson.
There will be a row if that young chap gets hurt." "Yes, he'd better get out of it," said one or two. But the young chap in question turned on them with a flash of his white teeth.
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