Tant gave one anxious look at the door.
“Mother says I was to come and tell you,” he said.
Again the circle rocked and the mystified Blueneck looked up.
“Well?” he said.
Tant sighed.
“You best come,” he said, “my father’s wonderfully riled after he’s been beat by my mother, an’ he’s coming up here to beat you now.”
“Oh!” The company went off into another paroxysm of laughter, and Blueneck began to see a little more light in the matter. “Let him come,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.
Hal stepped forward from the dresser where he had been arranging tankards.
“You better go, Master Blueneck,” he said. “Joe’s wonderfully strong, and after he’s bin beat by his wife there’s no holding him.”
Blueneck hesitated. Then he shrugged his shoulders. Whatever he was, Dick Delfazio’s mate was no coward and he stood his ground.