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The
Englishman
,
whose
right
eye
was
nearly
closed
,
took
his
corner
where
he
was
liberally
drenched
with
water
and
when
the
bell
went
came
on
gamey
and
brimful
of
pluck
,
confident
of
knocking
out
the
fistic
Eblanite
in
jigtime
.
It
was
a
fight
to
a
finish
and
the
best
man
for
it
.
The
two
fought
like
tigers
and
excitement
ran
fever
high
.
The
referee
twice
cautioned
Pucking
Percy
for
holding
but
the
pet
was
tricky
and
his
footwork
a
treat
to
watch
.
After
a
brisk
exchange
of
courtesies
during
which
a
smart
upper
cut
of
the
military
man
brought
blood
freely
from
his
opponent
’
s
mouth
the
lamb
suddenly
waded
in
all
over
his
man
and
landed
a
terrific
left
to
Battling
Bennett
’
s
stomach
,
flooring
him
flat
.
It
was
a
knockout
clean
and
clever
.
Amid
tense
expectation
the
Portobello
bruiser
was
being
counted
out
when
Bennett
’
s
second
Ole
Pfotts
Wettstein
threw
in
the
towel
and
the
Santry
boy
was
declared
victor
to
the
frenzied
cheers
of
the
public
who
broke
through
the
ringropes
and
fairly
mobbed
him
with
delight
.
—
He
knows
which
side
his
bread
is
buttered
,
says
Alf
.
I
hear
he
’
s
running
a
concert
tour
now
up
in
the
north
.
—
He
is
,
says
Joe
.
Isn
’
t
he
?
—
Who
?
says
Bloom
.
Ah
,
yes
.
That
’
s
quite
true
.
Yes
,
a
kind
of
summer
tour
,
you
see
.
Just
a
holiday
.
—
Mrs
B
.
is
the
bright
particular
star
,
isn
’
t
she
?
says
Joe
.
—
My
wife
?
says
Bloom
.
She
’
s
singing
,
yes
.
I
think
it
will
be
a
success
too
.
He
’
s
an
excellent
man
to
organise
.
Excellent
.
Hoho
begob
says
I
to
myself
says
I
.
That
explains
the
milk
in
the
cocoanut
and
absence
of
hair
on
the
animal
’
s
chest
.
Blazes
doing
the
tootle
on
the
flute
.
Concert
tour
.
Dirty
Dan
the
dodger
’
s
son
off
Island
bridge
that
sold
the
same
horses
twice
over
to
the
government
to
fight
the
Boers
.
Old
Whatwhat
.
I
called
about
the
poor
and
water
rate
,
Mr
Boylan
.
You
what
?
The
water
rate
,
Mr
Boylan
.
You
whatwhat
?
That
’
s
the
bucko
that
’
ll
organise
her
,
take
my
tip
.
’
Twixt
me
and
you
Caddareesh
.
Pride
of
Calpe
’
s
rocky
mount
,
the
ravenhaired
daughter
of
Tweedy
.
There
grew
she
to
peerless
beauty
where
loquat
and
almond
scent
the
air
.
The
gardens
of
Alameda
knew
her
step
:
the
garths
of
olives
knew
and
bowed
.
The
chaste
spouse
of
Leopold
is
she
:
Marion
of
the
bountiful
bosoms
.
And
lo
,
there
entered
one
of
the
clan
of
the
O
’
Molloy
’
s
,
a
comely
hero
of
white
face
yet
withal
somewhat
ruddy
,
his
majesty
’
s
counsel
learned
in
the
law
,
and
with
him
the
prince
and
heir
of
the
noble
line
of
Lambert
.
