_"
"_But ain't you going to keep your word?_"
"_Mickey, do you want your head busted?_"
"_Naw! But I did your work so you could loaf; now I want the pay you
promised me._"
"_Let's see you get it! Better take it from me, hadn't you?_"
"_You're twice my size; you know I can't, Jimmy!_"
"_Then you know it too, don't you?_"
"_Now look here kid, it's 'cause you're getting so big that folks will be
buying quicker of a little fellow like me; so you've laid in the sun all
afternoon while I been running my legs about off to sell your papers; and
when the last one is gone, I come and pay you what they sold for; now it's
up to you to do what you promised._"
"_Why didn't you keep it when you had it?_"
"_'Cause that ain't business! I did what I promised fair and square; I was
giving you a chance to be square too._"
"_Oh! Well next time you won't be such a fool!_"
Jimmy turned to step from the gutter to the sidewalk. Two things happened
to him simultaneously: Mickey became a projectile. He smashed with the
force of a wiry fist on the larger boy's head, while above both, an
athletic arm gripped him by the collar.
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