"Hell, you don't know this way," Molock interrupted. "I doubt if you could do it even if I taught it to you."
He was stalling for time but as he was stalling he was getting his strength back. Personally, it was my opinion that all he knew about dancing he had learned in a dime-a-dance hall in some space port on Earth, but if he wanted to teach this to the Venusians, it was all right with me.
"Show him to me!" Shad Brisbee screamed. "I can do him."
"All right. Watch this." Weaving forward with his hands up, Molock slugged Shad Brisbee on the jaw.
The startled Venusian almost turned a somersault as he went over backward. A cry of rage arose, both from Shad and the onlookers.
"Kill the human—"
"Slaughter him—"