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"Go it, Guv!" he shrieked, "go it! In an' out again, that's
it--Gorramighty, I never see sich speed. Oh, keep at 'im, Guv--make 'im
cover up--sock it into 'im, Guv! Ho, lumme, what footwork--you're as
quick as lightweights--oh, 'appy, 'appy day! Go to it, both on ye!"
And "to it" they went, with jabs and jolts, hooks and swings, with
cunning feints and lightning counters until the place echoed and
reechoed to the swift tramp of feet and dull thudding of blows, while
the Old Un, hugging himself in long, bony arms, chuckled and choked and
rocked himself to and fro in an ecstasy; moreover, when Joe, uttering a
grunt, reeled back against the ropes, the Old Un must needs shriek and
dance and crow with delight until, bethinking him of his duty, he
checked his excitement, seated himself in the armchair again, and
announced: "Time! End o' round one."
And it is to be noticed that as they sit down to take their two minutes'
rest, neither Ravenslee nor Joe, for all their exertions, seem unduly
distressed in their breathing.


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