" As he emerged again and crossed through the dining-room he saw that Murray had regained consciousness and was sitting at a table wiping the blood from his face with a wet napkin. As Murray’s eyes fell upon his late antagonist he half rose from his chair and shook his fist at Jimmy. “I’ll get you for this, young feller!” he yelled. “I’ll get you yet, and don’t you forget it.” “You just had me,” Jimmy called back; “but it didn’t seem to make you very happy. "