He had at least the courage of a drunken man, for he took no account of Wingate towering over him.
"Don't you know ?" he cried out.

"Doesn't every one understand ?" "Stop!" Wingate ordered.
"And why the hell should I stop for you ?" Dredlinton shouted.

"If Flossie wants to know, here's the truth.

It's the least cherished of all my household goods.

It's my wife." Of what happened during the next few seconds, or rather of the manner of its happening, few people were able to render a coherent account.