"He was here a moment ago, sir. Shall I look for him?"
"Tell him I'm going to lick him. No; wait. I'll look for him myself."
With stern deliberation Bill made a search of the first floor, then went up-stairs and began on the second. In his rooms he discovered the man he wanted.
"Put up your hands," said Bill quietly. "I'm going to lick you."
"Why, Bill!"
Pete was never more profoundly astonished.
"Hurry up," said Bill.
"Haven't you licked three men already? What in blazes do you want to lick me for?" demanded Pete.
"For running away with my girl."
"But I didn't do anything of the kind. Instead of running away with her I brought her home, Bill. You don't understand."