"Go on, sports.

We don't want a row.

You're in wrong.
They ain't nothin' doin' in the fight line.

We don't wanta fight--d'ye get me ?" They still hesitated, and Billy might have succeeded in avoiding trouble had not the man who had gone down the bank chosen that unfortunate moment to reappear, crawling groggily on hands and knees and showing a bleeding face.

Again Bert reached him and sent him downslope, and the other three, with wild yells, sprang in on Billy, who punched, shifted position, ducked and punched, and shifted again ere he struck the third time.