Chapter 27

Jim grinned. "Wants a week's rest, and it'll grow again." Bud gazed out of the window. "I saw your scrap last night," he remarked, "and I lost a tenner on the result. I may say that I'd willingly have lost two. I suppose you know it was a quarter of an hour before Cornish sat up and took notice?" "As long as that?" said Jim. "I must have hit him harder than I thought." "It's not to talk about that that I came around," went on Bud, "though as we're on the subject I'd like to say that it was the finest fight I've see…