Clown was taken
completely surprised, and uttering a hideous cry, he fell down on the
ground and begged for mercy. I had bought those eggs to eat, but had not
carried them for the purpose of making "Irish Confetti" of them.
Thoroughly roused, in the moment of passion, I had dashed them at him
before I knew what I was doing. But seeing Clown down and finding my
hand grenade successful, I banged the rest of the eggs on him,
intermingled with "Darn you, you sonovagun!" The face of Clown was
soaked in yellow.
While I was bombarding Clown with the eggs, Porcupine was firing at
Red[S] Shirt.
"Is there any evidence that I stayed there over night with a geisha?"
"I saw your favorite old chicken go there early in the evening, and am
telling you so. You can't fool me!"
"No need for us of fooling anybody. I stayed there with Mr. Yoshikawa,
and whether any geisha had gone there early in the evening or not,
that's none of my business."
"Shut up!" Porcupine wallopped him one. Red Shirt tottered.
"This is outrageous! It is rough to resort to force before deciding the
right or wrong of it!"
"Outrageous indeed!" Another clout. "Nothing but wallopping will be
effective on you scheming guys." The remark was followed by a shower
of blows.
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