On the night of the fight, Maud Sangster was guilty of a more daring unconventionality than any she had yet committed, though no whisper of it leaked out to shock society. Under the protection of the editor, she occupied a ring-side [108]seat. Her hair and most of her face were hidden under a slouch hat, while she wore a man’s long overcoat that fell to her heels. Entering in the thick of the crowd, she was not noticed; nor did the newspaper men, in the press seats against the ring directly in front of her, recognize her.
As was the growing custom, there were no preliminary bouts4, and she had barely gained her seat when roars of applause announced the arrival of Nat Powers. He came down the aisle5 in the midst of his seconds, and she was almost frightened by the formidable bulk of him. Yet he leaped the ropes as lightly as a man half his weight, and grinned acknowledgment to the tumultuous greeting that arose from all the house. He was not pretty. Two cauliflower ears attested6 his profession and its attendant brutality7, while his broken nose had been so often [109]spread over his face as to defy the surgeon’s art to reconstruct it.
Another uproar8 heralded9 the arrival of Glendon, and she watched him eagerly as he went through the ropes to his corner. But it was not until the tedious time of announcements, introductions, and challenges was over, that the two men threw off their wraps and faced each other in ring costume. Concentrated upon them from overhead was the white glare of many electric lights—this for the benefit of the moving picture cameras; and she felt, as she looked at the two sharply contrasted men, that it was in Glendon that she saw the thoroughbred and in Powers the abysmal10 brute11. Both looked their parts—Glendon, clean cut in face and form, softly and massively beautiful, Powers almost asymmetrically12 rugged13 and heavily matted with hair.
As they made their preliminary pose [110]for the cameras, confronting each other in fighting attitudes, it chanced that Glendon’s gaze dropped down through the ropes and rested on her face. Though he gave no sign, she knew, with a swift leap of the heart, that he had recognized her. The next moment the gong sounded, the announcer cried “Let her go!” and the battle was on.
It was a good fight. There was no blood, no marring, and both were clever. Half of the first round was spent in feeling each other out, but Maud Sangster found the play and feint and tap of the gloves sufficiently14 exciting. During some of the fiercer rallies in later stages of the fight, the editor was compelled to touch her arm to remind her who she was and where she was.
Powers fought easily and cleanly, as became the hero of half a hundred ring battles, and an admiring claque applauded [111]his every cleverness. Yet he did not unduly15 exert himself save in occasional strenuous16 rallies that brought the audience yelling to its feet in the mistaken notion that he was getting his man.
It was at such a moment, when her unpractised eye could not inform her that Glendon was escaping serious damage, that the editor leaned to her and said:
“Young Pat will win all right. He’s a comer, and they can’t stop him. But he’ll win in the sixteenth and not before.”
“Or after?” she asked.
She almost laughed at the certitude of her companion’s negative. She knew better.
Powers was noted17 for hunting his man from moment to moment and round to round, and Glendon was content to accede18 to this program. His defense19 was admirable, and he threw in just enough of offense20 to whet21 the edge of the [112]audience’s interest. Though he knew he was scheduled to lose, Powers had had too long a ring experience to hesitate from knocking his man out if the opportunity offered. He had had the double cross worked too often on him to be chary22 in working it on others. If he got his chance he was prepared to knock his man out and let the syndicate go hang. Thanks to clever press publicity23, the idea was prevalent that at last Young Glendon had met his master. In his heart, Powers, however, knew that it was himself who had encountered the better man. More than once, in the faster in-fighting, he received the weight of punches that he knew had been deliberately24 made no heavier.
On Glendon’s part, there were times and times when a slip or error of judgment25 could have exposed him to one of his antagonist’s sledge-hammer blows and [113]lost him the fight. Yet his was that almost miraculous26 power of accurate timing27 and distancing, and his confidence was not shaken by the several close shaves he experienced. He had never lost a fight, never been knocked down, and he had always been so thoroughly28 the master of the man he faced, that such a possibility was unthinkable.
At the end of the fifteenth round, both men were in good condition, though Powers was breathing a trifle heavily and there were men in the ringside seats offering odds29 that he would “blow up.”
It was just before the gong for the sixteenth round struck that Stubener, leaning over Glendon from behind in his corner, whispered:
“Are you going to get him now?”
Glendon, with a back toss of his head, shook it and laughed mockingly up into his manager’s anxious face. [114]
With the stroke of the gong for the sixteenth round, Glendon was surprised to see Powers cut loose. From the first second it was a tornado30 of fighting, and Glendon was hard put to escape serious damage. He blocked, clinched, ducked, sidestepped, was rushed backward against the ropes and was met by fresh rushes when he surged out to center. Several times Powers left inviting31 openings, but Glendon refused to loose the lightning-bolt of a blow that would drop his man. He was reserving that blow for two rounds later. Not in the whole fight had he ever exerted his full strength, nor struck with the force that was in him.
For two minutes, without the slightest let-up, Powers went at him hammer and tongs32. In another minute the round would be over and the betting syndicate hard hit. But that minute was not to be. They had just come together in the [115]center of the ring. It was as ordinary a clinch3 as any in the fight, save that Powers was struggling and roughing it every instant. Glendon whipped his left over in a crisp but easy jolt33 to the side of the face. It was like any of a score of similar jolts34 he had already delivered in the course of the fight. To his amazement35 he felt Powers go limp in his arms and begin sinking to the floor on sagging36, spraddling legs that refused to bear his weight. He struck the floor with a thump37, rolled half over on his side, and lay with closed eyes and motionless. The referee38, bending above him, was shouting the count.
At the cry of “Nine!” Powers quivered as if making a vain effort to rise.
“Ten!—and out!” cried the referee.
He caught Glendon’s hand and raised it aloft to the roaring audience in token that he was the winner. [116]
For the first time in the ring, Glendon was dazed. It had not been a knockout blow. He could stake his life on that. It had not been to the jaw39 but to the side of the face, and he knew it had gone there and nowhere else. Yet the man was out, had been counted out, and he had faked it beautifully. That final thump on the floor had been a convincing masterpiece. To the audience it was indubitably a knockout, and the moving picture machines would perpetuate40 the lie. The editor had called the turn after all, and a crooked41 turn it was.
Glendon shot a swift glance through the ropes to the face of Maud Sangster. She was looking straight at him, but her eyes were bleak42 and hard, and there was neither recognition nor expression in them. Even as he looked, she turned away unconcernedly and said something to the man beside her. [117]
Powers’ seconds were carrying him to his corner, a seeming limp wreck43 of a man. Glendon’s seconds were advancing upon him to congratulate him and to remove his gloves. But Stubener was ahead of them. His face was beaming as he caught Glendon’s right glove in both his hands and cried:
“Good boy, Pat. I knew you’d do it.”
Glendon pulled his glove away. And for the first time in the years they had been together, his manager heard him swear.
“You go to hell,” he said, and turned to hold out his hands for his seconds to pull off the gloves.
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