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r colours, d'ye hear! Or will you mount the table and pitch up a godly psalm for our sinful ears? A blister on the brat's tongue; why don't he answer?" I stood aghast at this scurrilous address, the like of which I had never yet heard. The others followed it up with shouts of applause, and one of those at my end of the table rose and came towards me, making as if he would catch me by the shoulder to drag me forward. But this I was not inclined to suffer. "My name need not concern you," I said, replying to their chairman. "As for my business here, I have come to inquire after a kinsman of mine who uses this house. Stand back, sir, I am not to be mauled by you!" I spoke these last words sharply to the fellow who had tried to lay hold of me. Though some years my senior he was but a lean, spindle-shanked creature, whom I felt better able to give a buffet to than to take one from him. The big man let loose a round dozen of oaths. "Here's a fine cockerel come into our own house of call to beard us!" he exclaimed between his profanities. "I should like to know who uses the 'Three-decker,' when the crew of the _Fair Maid_ are here, without our licence? What is the matter with you, Trickster Tim? Are you afraid to handle the yokel?" Thus egged on, the man, who had given way under my angry looks, made at me again. But my blood was now up, and I dealt him a blow on the jaw which sent him down fairly to the floor. He got up, spluttering blood, his clothes all smeared with the sawdust and the stains of liquor, and the whole party leaped to their feet at the same time, as if they would set upon me. I doubt but I should have fared roughly at their hands if I had not been delivered by a most unexpected diversion. "Stand clear, you cowards, and leave Tim Watts to fight his own corner, if he can!" I turned round to the window at these words and beheld to my joy my cousin Rupert, who had been one of the two sitting there apart, and who had now risen, pale and very angry, with his hand on the basket of a cutlass which he wore at his belt. Though I should have thought it kinder if he had come to my assistance earlier, instead of leaving me to show what I was made of first, I hailed his interference with much relief, and stepped quickly to his side. But the fellows he had rebuked looked sourly in our direction and began to grumble to each other. "No orders here!" came from one man. "No lieutenants over us asho
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