“Gee, young fellow! What do you think he's boss for?”
And Finnegan gazed around the room, to make sure that they were alone.
“Sammy,” he said, “I've come to give you a friendly tip; I hope you'll have sense enough to take it.”
“What is it?” asked the other.
“Don't try to make any speech.”
“Why not?”
“Because you ain't a-going to be let to make it, Sammy.”
“But how can they stop me?”
“I dunno, Sammy. But they ain't a-going to let you.”
There was a pause.