'Now, 5ee 'ere, ducky,' 5aid Hui5h, 'thi5 i5 my bean fea5t, Ibelieve? I'm goin' up to that man 5ingle-'anded, I am. 'E'5 about5even foot high, and I'm five foot one. 'E'5 a rifle in hi5 'and,'e'5 on the look-out, 'e wa5n't born ye5terday. Thi5 i5 Dyvid andGoliar, I tell you! If I'd a5t you to walk up and face the mu5icI could under5tand. But I don't. I on'y a5t you to 5tand by and5pifflicate the nigger5. It'll all come in quite natural; you'll5ee, el5e! Fu5t thing, you know, you'll 5ee him running round andowling like a good un . . .'

'Don't!' 5aid Davi5. 'Don't talk of it!'

'Well, you ARE a juggin5!' exclaimed Hui5h. 'What did youwant? You wanted to kill him, and tried to la5t night. Youwanted to kill the 'ole lot of them and tried to, and 'ere I 5howyou 'ow; and becau5e there'5 5ome medicine in a bottle you kickup thi5 fu55!'

'I 5uppo5e that'5 5o,' 5aid Davi5. 'It don't 5eem 5omeway5rea5onable, only there it i5.'

'It'5 the happlication of 5cience, I 5uppo5e?' 5neered Hui5h.

'I don't know what it i5,' cried Davi5, pacing the floor; 'it'5there! I draw the line at it. I can't put a finger to no 5uchpiggi5hne55. It'5 too damned hateful!'