You must fight me."
"Fight you, my friend?"
"Yes, fight me."
"You had better be careful. Don't challenge me to fight you. I am a
gentleman, I am, and an athlete. You are only a common man; you can't
fight me."
The men all laughed at the idea of the dude's being an athlete.
"I know you are an athlete, but you must fight me all the same."
"I beg your pardon, my friend, I cannot fight you here on the public
street."
"You need not fight me here."
"But I don't wish to fight you at all."
"But you must fight me."
"Where can I fight you?"
"Oh, we can go right over there in the grove--no one will see us--but
you must fight."
"You do not want me to thrash you, do you?"
"Yes, I do."
"You are not seeking for a fight, are you?"
"Yes, I am."
"Why, my friend, you'll get a surprise if you fight me. I am a regular
fighter, I am--hee, hee, hee! I don't want to take advantage of you."
Little did those fellows dream as they laughed that the supposed chappie
was telling the truth.
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