“I would like to know you two better. Much better—but not tonight.”
He moved as though to take his leave of us. Then he added to Don, “That most beautiful young lady with you in the restaurant—did I not see you there? Is that your sister?”
Don made his decision. He said abruptly, “That’s none of your business.”
It took the fellow wholly by surprise. “But listen—”
“I’ve had enough of your insolence,” Don shouted.
The man’s hand made an instinctive movement toward his belt, but I seized his wrist. And I added my loud voice to Don’s. “No, you don’t!”
A GROUP of onlookers was at once collecting around us. The giant tried to cast me off, but I clung to him with all my strength. And suddenly we were struggling to keep the fellow from breaking away from us. He muttered a strange-sounding oath.
“Let me go! You fools!”
“Not such fools,” Don shouted. “Officer! I say—officer!”
Don’s revolver was in his hand; people were pressing around us, but when they saw the revolver they began scattering. The giant made a lunge and broke away from us, heedless that Don might have shot him.