"Here's an old acquaintance!" McMurdo shrank away from him.

"I was never a friend to you nor any other cursed copper in my life," said he.
"An acquaintance isn't always a friend," said the police captain, grinning.

"You're Jack McMurdo of Chicago, right enough, and don't you deny it!" McMurdo shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm not denying it," said he.

"D'ye think I'm ashamed of my own name ?" "You've got good cause to be, anyhow." "What the devil d'you mean by that ?" he roared with his fists clenched.
"No, no, Jack, bluster won't do with me.