is mannerisms stamped him as a man who had a correct sense of his
personal superiority. There was valor and contempt for circumstances
in the glance of his eye. He waved his hands like a man of the world,
who dismisses religion and philosophy, and says "Fudge." He had
certainly seen everything and with each curl of his lip, he declared
that it amounted to nothing. Maggie thought he must be a very elegant
and graceful bartender.

He was telling tales to Jimmie.

Maggie watched him furtively, with half-closed eyes, lit with a vague
interest.

"Hully gee! Dey makes me tired," he said. "Mos' e'ry day some farmer
comes in an' tries teh run deh shop. See? But dey gits t'rowed right
out! I jolt dem right out in deh street before dey knows where dey is!
See?"

"Sure," said Jimmie.

"Dere was a mug come in deh place deh odder day wid an idear he wus
goin' teh own deh place! Hully gee, he wus goin' teh own deh place! I
see he had a still on an' I didn' wanna giv 'im no stuff, so I says:
'Git deh hell outa here an' don' make no trouble,' I says like dat!
See? 'Git deh hell outa here an' don' make no trouble'; like dat.
'Git deh hell outa here,' I says. See?"

Jimmie nodded understandingly. Over his features played an eager
desire to state the amount of his valor in a similar crisis, but the
narrator proceeded.

"Well, deh blokie he says: 'T'hell wid it! I ain' lookin' for no
scrap,' he says (See?), 'but' he says, 'I'm 'spectable cit'zen an' I
wanna drink an' purtydamnsoon, too.' See? 'Deh hell,' I says. Like
dat! 'Deh hell,' I says. See? 'Don' make no trouble,' I says. Like
dat. 'Don' make no trouble.' See? Den deh mug he squared off an'
said he was fine as silk wid his dukes (See?) an' he wanned a drink
damnquick. Dat's what he said. See?"

"Sure," repeated Jimmie.

Pete continued. "Say, I jes' jumped deh bar an' deh way I plunked dat
blokie was great. See? Dat's right! In deh jaw! See? Hully gee, he
t'rowed a spittoon true deh front windee. Say, I taut I'd drop dead.
But deh boss, he comes in after an' he says, 'Pete, yehs done jes'
right! Yeh've gota keep order an' it's all right.' See? 'It's all
right,' he says. Dat's what he said."

The two held a technical discussion.

"Dat bloke was a dandy," said Pete, in conclusion, "but he hadn' oughta
made no trouble. Dat's what I says teh dem: 'Don' come in here an'
make no trouble,' I says, like dat. 'Don' make no trouble.' See?"