'Yes, you will! Listen. If you fight, I'll fight. I'll go straight after you. I'll run you to earth. I'll hire detectives to shadow you. I know you ain't straight, and I'll show you up before the whole dam town. I'm right and I tell you right here I'm going to prove it! I'll put you in prison! I'll——'
During most of this speech Charlie was talking too. But in so low a tone that he could hardly miss what Henry was saving. He broke in now with a loud:—
'Shut up!'
Henry stopped really because he was out of breath. It gratified him to see that neighbours were appearing in their lighted windows. And a youthful chorus on a porch across the way was suddenly hushed.
'Came here to make a scene, did you? Well, I'll——'
'No, I didn't come here to make a scene. I came here to make you listen to reason and I'm going to do it.'
'Well, drop your voice a little, can't you! No sense in yelling our private affairs.'
'Sure I'll drop my voice. You're the one that started the yelling.'
'Well, I don't say you couldn't make it hard for any man in my position if you want to be nasty—fight that way.'
'You wait!'