] Aw, hell! I don't see noone,
see--like her. All dis gives me a pain. It don't belong. Say,
ain't dere a backroom around dis dump? Let's go shoot a ball. All
dis is too clean and quiet and dolled-up, get me! It gives me a
pain.
LONG--Wait and yer'll bloody well see--
YANK--I don't wait for noone. I keep on de move. Say, what yuh
drag me up here for, anyway? Tryin' to kid me, yuh simp, yuh?
LONG--Yer wants to get back at her, don't yer? That's what yer
been saying' every bloomin' 'our since she hinsulted yer.
YANK--[Vehemently.] Sure ting I do! Didn't I try to git even wit
her in Southampton? Didn't I sneak on de dock and wait for her by
de gangplank? I was goin' to spit in her pale mug, see! Sure,
right in her pop-eyes! Dat woulda made me even, see? But no
chanct. Dere was a whole army of plain clothes bulls around. Dey
spotted me and gimme de bum's rush. I never seen her. But I'll git
square wit her yet, you watch! [Furiously.] De lousey tart! She
tinks she kin get away wit moider--but not wit me! I'll fix her!
I'll tink of a way!
LONG--[As disgusted as he dares to be.] Ain't that why I brought
yer up 'ere--to show yer? Yer been lookin' at this 'ere 'ole
affair wrong. Yer been actin' an' talkin' 's if it was all a
bleedin' personal matter between yer and that bloody cow.
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