Strout.
"Well," said Wood, "I told this young man what you said he said, and he
says you're a liar."
"Well," said Strout pompously, "I know that he said it and I have
witnesses to prove it. When you settle with him for calling you a
jackass I'll settle with him for calling me a liar."
"Take your coat off, Mr. Sawyer, and get ready. I won't keep you waitin'
but a few moments," said Bob.
A jeering laugh went up from the crowd. Quincy, turning, saw Hiram.
"Here, Hiram," said he, "hold my things."
He took off his overcoat and then his black Prince Albert coat and
passed them to Hiram. Then he removed his hat, which he also handed to
Hiram.
Turning to Wood he said, "Come right out here, Mr. Wood; here is a place
where the sun has kindly removed the snow and we can get a good
footing."
Wood followed him, and the crowd formed a ring about them.
"Now, Mr. Wood, or perhaps I should say Bob Wood for short, put up your
hands."
Bob put them up in defiance of all rules governing boxing. This was
enough for Quincy; he had sized up his man and determined to make the
most of his opportunity.
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