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terrible hold, tottered and fell with blood streaming from his mouth and nose.
He groaned and rolled over on his back, glared up into Baker's wild face and tried to get back on his feet.
"Was them babby b'ars?" faintly asked Baker, his bloody knuckles drawn back for a final blow.
Long Simons wet his hot lips and pumped for air. His voice sounded ridiculously small for so large a man as he weakly replied:
"Reg'lar full grown 'uns, Jim. Extry big 'uns. Belt's on th' ground some'ers."
