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rvin。 Well； if that happens； see what I mean？ I'll have to be going away somewhere and getting into training。 I shouldn't be able to e and sit with you。 But； if you gents feel like it； I'd be mighty glad to e in till I'm wanted to go into training…camp。〃
〃Great；〃 said Billy； 〃that would suit us all the way up。 If you'd do that； Kid； we'd be tickled to death。〃
〃And touching salary〃 put in Psmith。
〃Shucks！〃 said the Kid with emphasis。 〃Nix on the salary thing。 I wouldn't take a dime。 If it hadn't a…been for you gents； I'd have been waiting still for a chance of lining up in the championship class。 That's good enough for me。 Any old thing you gents want me to do； I'll do it。 And glad； too。〃
〃rade Brady；〃 said Psmith warmly； 〃you are； if I may say so； the goods。 You are； beyond a doubt； supremely the stuff。 We three； then； hand…in…hand； will face the foe； and if the foe has good； sound sense； he will keep right away。 You appear to be ready。 Shall we meander forth？〃
The building was empty and the lights were out when they emerged from the dressing…room。 They had to grope their way in darkness。 It was still raining when they reached the street； and the only signs of life were a moist policeman and the distant glare of public…house lights down the road。
They turned off to the left； and； after walking some hundred yards； found themselves in a blind alley。
〃Hullo！〃 said Billy。 〃Where have we e to？〃
Psmith sighed。
〃In my trusting way；〃 he said； 〃I had imagined that either you or rade Brady was in charge of this expedition and taking me by a known route to the nearest Subway station。 I did not think to ask。 I placed myself； without hesitation； wholly in your hands。〃
〃I thought the Kid knew the way；〃 said Billy。
〃I was just taggin' along with you gents；〃 protested the light…weight； 〃I thought you was taking me right。 This is the first time I been up here。〃
〃Next time we three go on a little jaunt anywhere；〃 said Psmith resignedly； 〃it would be as well to take a map and a corps of guides with us。 Otherwise we shall start for Broadway and finish up at Minneapolis。〃
They emerged from the blind alley and stood in the dark street； looking doubtfully up and down it。
〃Aha！〃 said Psmith suddenly； 〃I perceive a native。 Several natives； in fact。 Quite a little covey of them。 We will put our case before them； concealing nothing； and rely on their advice to take us to our goal。〃
A little knot of men was approaching from the left。 In the darkness it was impossible to say how many of them there were。 Psmith stepped forward； the Kid at his side。
〃Excuse me； sir；〃 he said to the leader； 〃but if you can spare me a moment of your valuable time〃
There was a sudden shuffle of feet on the pavement； a quick movement on the part of the Kid； a chunky sound as of wood striking wood； and the man Psmith had been addressing fell to the ground in a heap。
As he fell； something dropped from his hand on to the pavement with a bump and a rattle。 Stooping swiftly； the Kid picked it up； and handed it to Psmith。 His fingers closed upon it。 It was a short； wicked…looking little bludgeon； the black…jack of the New York tough。
〃Get busy；〃 advised the Kid briefly。
CHAPTER XVI
THE FIRST BATTLE
THE promptitude and despatch with which the Kid had attended to the gentleman with the black…jack had not been without its effect on the followers of the stricken one。 Physical courage is not an outstanding quality of the New York hooligan。 His personal preference is for retreat when it is a question of unpleasantness with a stranger。 And； in any case； even when warring among themselves； the gangs exhibit a lively distaste for the hard knocks of hand…to…hand fighting。 Their chosen method of battling is to lie down on the ground and shoot。 This is more suited to their physique； which is rarely great。 The gangsman； as a rule； is stunted and slight of build。
The Kid's rapid work on the present occasion created a good deal of confusion。 There was no doubt that much had been hoped for from speedy attack。 Also； the generalship of the expedition had been in the hands of the fallen warrior。 His removal from the sphere of active influence had left the party without a head。 And； to add to their disfiture； they could not account for the Kid。 Psmith they knew； and Billy Windsor they knew； but who was this stranger with the square shoulders and the upper…cut that landed like a cannon…ball？ Something approaching a panic prevailed among the gang。
It was not lessened by the behaviour of the intended victims。 Billy Windsor； armed with the big stick which he had bought after the visit of Mr。 Parker； was the first to join issue。 He had been a few paces behind the others during the black…jack incident； but； dark as it was； he had seen enough to show him that the occasion was； as Psmith would have said； one for the Shrewd Blow rather than the Prolonged Parley。 With a whoop of the purest Wyoming brand； he sprang forward into the confused mass of the enemy。 A moment later Psmith and the Kid followed； and there raged over the body of the fallen leader a battle of Homeric type。
It was not a long affair。 The rules and conditions governing the encounter offended the delicate sensibilities of the gang。 Like artists who feel themselves trammelled by distasteful conventions； they were damped and could not do themselves justice。 Their forte was long…range fighting with pistols。 With that they felt en rapport。 But this vulgar brawling in the darkness with muscular opponents who hit hard and often with sticks and hands was distasteful to them。 They could not develop any enthusiasm for it。 They carried pistols； but it was too dark and the batants were too entangled to allow them to use these。 Besides； this was not the dear； homely old Bowery； where a gentleman may fire a pistol without exciting vulgar ment。 It was up…town； where curious crowds might collect at the first shot。
There was but one thing to be done。 Reluctant as they might be to abandon their fallen leader； they must tear themselves away。 Already they were suffering grievously from the stick； the black…jack； and the lightning blows of the Kid。 For a moment they hung； wavering； then stampeded in half a dozen different directions； melting into the night whence they had e。
Billy； full of zeal； pursued one fugitive some fifty yards down the street； but his quarry； exhibiting a rare turn of speed； easily outstripped him。
He came back； panting； to find Psmith and the Kid examining the fallen leader of the departed ones with the aid of a match； which went out just as Billy arrived。
〃It is our friend of the earlier part of the evening； rade Windsor；〃 said Psmith。 〃The merchant with whom we hob…nobbed on our way to the Highfield。 In a moment of imprudence I mentioned Cosy Moments。 I fancy that this was his first intimation that we were in the offing。 His visit to the Highfield was paid； I think； purely from sport…loving motives。 He was not on our trail。 He came merely to see if rade Brady was proficient with his hands。 Subsequent events must have justified our fighting editor in his eyes。 It seems to be a moot point whether he will ever recover consciousness。〃
〃Mighty good thing if he doesn't；〃 said Billy uncharitably。
〃From one point of view； rade Windsor； yes。 Such an event would undoubtedly be an excellent thing for the public good。 But from our point of view； it would be as well if he were to sit up and take notice。 We could ascertain from him who he is and which particular collection of horny…handeds he represents。 Light another match； rade Brady。〃
The Kid did so。 The head of it fell off and dropped upon the up…turned face。 The hooligan stirred； shook himself； sat up； and began to mutter something in a foggy voice。
〃He's still woozy；〃 said the Kid。
〃Stillwhat exactly； rade Brady？〃
〃In the air；〃 explained the Kid。 〃Bats in the belfry。 Dizzy。 See what I mean？ It's often like that when a feller puts one in with a bit of weight behind it just where that one landed。 Gum！ I remember when I fought Martin Kelly； I was only starting to learn the game then。 Martin and me was mixing it good and hard all over the ring； when suddenly he puts over a stiff one right on the point。 What do you think I done？ Fall down and take the count？ Not on your life。 I just turns round and walks straight out of the ring to my dressing…room。 Willie Harvey； who was seconding me； es tearing in after me； and finds me getting into my clothes。 'What's doing； Kid？' he asks。 'I'm going fishin'； Willie；' I says。 'It's a lovely day。' 'You've lost the fight；' he says。 'Fight？' says I。 'What fight？' See what I mean？ I hadn't a notion of what had happened。 It was a half an hour and more before I could remember a thing。〃
During this reminiscence； the man on the ground had contrived to clear his mind of the mistiness induced by the Kid's upper…cut。 The first sign he showed of returning intelligence was a sudden dash for safety up the road。 But he had not gone five yards when he sat down limply。
The Kid was inspired to further reminiscence。 〃Guess he's feeling pretty poor；〃 he said。 〃It's no good him trying to run for a while after he's put his chin in the way of a real live one。 I remember when Joe Peterson put me out； way back when I was new to the gameit was the same year I fought Martin Kelly。 He had an awful punch； had old Joe； and he put me down and out in the eighth round。 After the fight they found me on the fire…escape outside my dressing…room。 'e in； Kid；' says they。 'It's all right； chaps；' I says； 'I'm dying。' Like that。 'It's all right； chaps； I'm dying。' Same with this guy。 See what I mean？〃
They formed a group about the fallen black…jack expert。
〃Pardon us；〃 said Psmith courteously； 〃for breaking in upon your reverie； but； if you could spare us a moment of your valuable time； there are one or two things which we should like to know。〃
〃Sure thing；〃 agreed the Kid。
〃In the first place；〃 continued Psmith； 〃would it be betraying professional secrets if you told us which particular bevy of energetic sandbaggers it is to which you are attached？〃
〃Gent；〃 explained the Kid； 〃wants to know what's your gang。〃
The man on the ground muttered something that to Psmith and Billy was unintell
