"Help us to give them a sound thrashing, Pat." "Sure, Oi will that!" was the answer, and the waiter joined in the attack on Dick and Powell.
It was with a mighty effort that Powell managed to throw off his assailants.

Then he leaped for the window, reached the ladder, and fairly slid to the ground.
"Let up on Dick Rover!" he called, when safe.

"If you don't, I'll rouse the constable and have somebody locked up." "Confound him!" muttered Rockley.

"We had better dust out.

If he calls a constable the jig will be up." With a parting kick at Dick he rushed down the back stairs to the resort, and unlocked the door.