“Allow me to introduce myself,” said the Englishman, raising his hat as ceremoniously as if he were addressing a Chicago millionaire. “I am the Hon. Noel Brooke, of England, at your service.”
“An Englishman? That is worse than all. That Jake Amsden should live to be floored by an Englishman!”
“My friend, I hope that is no disgrace. There are plenty of your countrymen who could floor me.”
“But I can’t understand it,” said Jake, rising with difficulty from his recumbent position. “You don’t weigh within twenty-five pounds of me.”
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“It isn’t always weight that counts—it’s science. I learned how to box when I was at Eton.”
“I think I could lick you in a fair fight,” went on Jake, surveying the trim figure of his antagonist2, who was at least three inches shorter than himself. “You hit me when I wasn’t lookin’.”
“True enough! Would you like to try it again?”
“Yes.”
“I’m ready.”
Gerald awaited the result not without anxiety. Certainly the two did not look very well matched. Jake Amsden was a broad-shouldered, powerfully built man of five feet ten, and would tip the scales at a hundred and eighty pounds. Noel Brooke was three inches shorter, and did not look to weigh over a hundred and fifty.
“I am afraid Jake will be too much for him,” he thought, “and if he is, it will be my turn next.”
Evidently Jake was of the same opinion.
“Strike away—cyclone!” said the Englishman calmly.
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Jake Amsden took him at his word. He advanced confidently, waving his arms like a flail4, and tried to overwhelm his opponent at the first onslaught. But, intent on attack, he did not provide for defense5, and received a powerful blow for which he was unprepared, and which quite staggered him. Now he began to get angry and renewed the attack with even less prudence6 than before. The result may easily be guessed. A blow behind the ear prostrated7 him, and he resumed his recumbent position.
“That’s the end of the first round,” said the Englishman with unruffled composure. “Will you try another?”
“No, I’ve got enough,” returned Amsden, raising himself on his elbow. “I say, stranger, you’re a reg’lar steam engine. Do all Englishmen fight like that?”
Noel Brooke laughed.
“Not all,” he said, “but some Americans fight better. I put on the gloves in New York with a member of the Manhattan Athletic8 Club, and he served me as I have served you.”
“I’m glad of that.”
“You have no hard feelings, I trust, my mountain friend.”
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“No, but I’m glad you’ve found your match in America.”
“And you perhaps feel the same, Gerald?” said Mr. Brooke.
“I am a true American boy, Mr. Brooke,” returned Gerald.
“You are right there, and I respect you the more for it, but we won’t let any international rivalry9 interfere10 with our friendly feelings.”
“Agreed!” said Gerald cordially.
“Now,” continued Noel Brooke, turning to Amsden, “you’ll tell me why you attacked my young friend here.”
Jake Amsden looked a little sheepish.
“I thought he didn’t use me right,” he answered.
“Suppose you tell me the particulars. I’ll arbitrate between you.”
“He took a wallet full of bills from me when I was drunk.”
“I didn’t take it,” said Gerald. “It was the gentleman who was with me that took it.”
“How came you with a wallet full of bills?” asked the Englishman.
“I found it.”
“Where did you find it?”
“I can’t remember exactly where.”
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“Then I will help you,” put in Gerald. “You found it in our cabin during the night, when Mr. Wentworth, our visitor, was asleep.”
“That puts rather a different face upon the matter, it strikes me,” said the tourist.
“He owed you money? What for?” asked Gerald in unfeigned surprise.
“He hired me to hunt for some papers that he said were in your cabin somewhere.”
“Yes; it’s true as preachin’.”
“And was that why you came there that night?”
“Yes.”
“You came for the papers?”
“Yes.”
“How about the wallet?”
“I saw it on the floor and I thought I’d take it—payment in advance.”
“Do you believe this story, Gerald? Do you know anything about the papers this man speaks of?” asked Mr. Brooke.
“Yes, I think his story is true as far as that goes. My father had some papers which Mr.[98] Wentworth tried to buy, first of my father, and next of me. They were the records of a debt which he owed father. But I didn’t think he would stoop to such means to obtain them.”
“What kind of a man is this Wentworth?”
“I cannot consider him an honorable man, or he would have treated us differently.”
“What are his relations with you?”
“Unfriendly. He will do me an injury if he gets a chance. But I will tell you more of this hereafter.”
“I have heard your story, Mr. Amsden,” said the Englishman, “and I am obliged to decide against you. You had no right to tackle Gerald——”
“No doubt, only it happened that it was money to which you had no rightful claim.”
“I have no doubt it is very uncomfortable, but there are others who are in the same condition. Gerald here is poor, but he doesn’t pick up wallets belonging to other people. I advise you to go to work—there are few Americans who don’t work—and no nation is more prosperous. Go to work, and you won’t have so much reason to complain.”
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“That’s all very well to say, but if a fellow hasn’t a cent to bless himself with, it’s a poor lookout15.”
“Are you so poor as that?”
“If gold mines were sellin’ for a nickel apiece, I couldn’t raise the nickel,” asseverated16 Amsden in a melancholy17 tone.
“Come, that’s a pity. I didn’t know any American was ever so poor as that. As I’ve knocked you down twice, perhaps it is only fair to compensate18 you for affording me such a chance for healthful exercise. Here, my friend, here are two silver dollars, one for each time I floored you.”
“You’re a gentleman!” exclaimed Amsden, his face lighting19 up with satisfaction as he pocketed the coins. Then, as he turned, a sudden idea struck him, and he asked insinuatingly20: “Wouldn’t you like to knock me down ag’in, stranger?”
“No, I think not,” responded the tourist laughing. “However, we’ll suppose I have, and here’s another dollar.”
“Thank you, squire.”
Gerald and his friend then sat down to breakfast,[100] which, it is needless to say, they both heartily22 enjoyed. As they rose from the table a knock was heard at the cabin door.
Gerald answered it in some surprise, for visitors and calls were infrequent, and found outside a man of about forty, holding by the hand a boy of twelve.
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