This neighborhood's unhealthy for us." He started to go on with her, but Long thrust in front again.
"You're too fresh to keep, young fellow," he snarled.

"You need saltin' down.

D'ye get me ?" Billy scratched his head, on his face exaggerated puzzlement.
"No, I don't get you," he said.

"Now just what was it you said ?" But the big blacksmith turned contemptuously away from him to Saxon.
"Come here, you.

Let's see your program." "Do you want to dance with him ?" Billy asked.
She shook her head.
"Sorry, sport, nothin' doin'," Billy said, again making to start on.
For the third time the blacksmith blocked the way.
"Get off your foot," said Billy.