You'd think, if 'e was a Harab, that'ud bring 'im to 'is senses, wouldn't you?
But what d'you suppose the blighter did?
"Did you notice my left eye when you got in the car?
'E turns back, an' thinks I, 'e's goin' to knife me.

But that sport could use 'is fists, an' believe me, 'e done it! I can use 'em a bit myself, an' I starts in to knock 'is block off, but 'e puts it all over me--weight, reach an' science.

Mind you, science! First Arab ever I see what 'ad science; an' I don't more than 'alf believe it now! "Got to 'and it to 'im.

'E was merciful.

'E let up on me the minute 'e see I'd 'ad enough.