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a very decent scrapper--very decent. Shown. That's what I meant to say."
Denton hesitated. "But--" he said, "I can't give you anything--"
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That's the ge'man all over," said the swart man. "Who arst you to?"
But your time?"
If you don't get learnt scrapping you'll get killed,--don't you make no
bones of that."
Denton thought. "I don't know," he said.
He looked at the face beside him, and all its native coarseness shouted
at him. He felt a quick revulsion from his transient friendliness. It
seemed to him incredible that it should be necessary for him to be
indebted to such a creature.
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The chaps are always scrapping," said the swart man. "Always. And, of
course--if one gets waxy and 'its you vital ..."
"By God!" cried Denton; "I wish one would."
"Of course, if you feel like that--"
"You don't understand."
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