“I'm going to make you promise to leave dat job. Will yer promise?”
“No.”
“Den you have got to fight,” and Jack Sagger began to pull up his rather dirty coat sleeves.
“Supposing I don't want to fight?” went on our hero, as calmly as he could.
“Yer got ter do it, country—or else make dat promise.”
“I'll make no promise to you.”
“Den take dat!”
As Jack Sagger uttered the last words he launched a blow at Joe's nose. But our hero ducked and the blow went wide of its mark.
“Give it to him, Jack!”
“Show him what you can do!”