A number of men were assembled in the bar; among these was Jack Needham.
"Good evening, Mr.Chetwynd," the man said as they came up to him.

"It's going to be a good night.

Tring and Bob Pratt are going to have a round or two together, and Gibbons will put on the gloves with anyone who likes to take him on." "This gentleman is Mr.Thorndyke, a squire, Jack, whose place is near mine at Reigate.

He has come up to town for a few months, and wants to learn how to use his mauleys.

I told him that you would advise him as to who would be the best man for him to go to." "I can tell you better when I have seen him strip, sir.