XIV
Carpenter turned to me-and those sad but everchangjng eyes were
flashing. "You have taken a great liberty!"
"There wasn't any time to argue," I said. "If you knew what I know
about the police of Western City and their manners, you wouldn't
want to monkey with them."
Mary backed me up earnestly. "They'd have mashed your face, Mr.
Carpenter."
"My face?" he repeated. "Is not a man more than his face?"
You should have heard the shout of T-S! "Vot? Ain't I shoost offered
you five hunded dollars a veek fer dat face, and you vant to go git
it smashed? And fer a lot o' lousy bums dat vont vork for honest
vages, and vont let nobody else vork! Honest to Gawd, Mr. Carpenter,
I tell you some stories about strikes vot we had on our own lot--you
vouldn't spoil your face for such lousy sons-o'-guns--"
"Ssh, Abey, don't use such langwich, you should to be shamed of
yourself!" It was Maw, guardian of the proprieties, who had been
extracted from the car by the footman, and helped to the table.
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