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 way between the pair。 Towards the end of the first round Thomas; eluding a left swing; put Patrick neatly to the floor; where the latter remained for the necessary ten seconds。
 The remaining preliminaries proved disappointing。 So much so that in the last of the series a soured sportsman on one of the benches near the roof began in satirical mood to whistle the 〃Merry Widow Waltz。〃 It was here that the red…jerseyed thinker for the first and last time came out of his meditative trance。 He leaned over the ropes; and spokewithout heat; but firmly。
 〃If that guy whistling back up yonder thinks he can do better than these boys; he can e right down into the ring。〃
 The whistling ceased。
 There was a distinct air of relief when the last preliminary was finished and preparations for the main bout began。 It did not mence at once。 There were formalities to be gone through; introductions and the like。 The burly gentleman reappeared from nowhere; ushering into the ring a sheepishly…grinning youth in a flannel suit。
 〃In…ter…doo…cin' Young Leary;〃 he bellowed impressively; 〃a noo member of this chub; who will box some good boy here in September。〃
 He walked to the other side of the ring and repeated the remark。 A raucous wele was accorded to the new member。
 Two other notable performers were introduced in a similar manner; and then the building became suddenly full of noise; for a tall youth in a bath…robe; attended by a little army of assistants; had entered the ring。 One of the army carried a bright green bucket; on which were painted in white letters the words 〃Cyclone Al。 Wolmann。〃 A moment later there was another; though a far lesser; uproar; as Kid Brady; his pleasant face wearing a self…conscious smirk; ducked under the ropes and sat down in the opposite corner。
 〃Ex…hib…it…i…on ten…round bout;〃 thundered the burly gentleman; 〃between Cyclone。 Al。 Wolmann〃
 Loud applause。 Mr。 Wolmann was one of the famous; a fighter with a reputation from New York to San Francisco。 He was generally considered the most likely man to give the hitherto invincible Jimmy Garvin a hard battle for the light…weight championship。
 〃Oh; you Al。!〃 roared the crowd。
 Mr。 Wolmann bowed benevolently。
 〃and Kid Brady; members of this〃
 There was noticeably less applause for the Kid。 He was an unknown。 A few of those present had heard of his victories in the West; but these were but a small section of the crowd。 When the faint applause had ceased; Psmith rose to his feet。
 〃Oh; you Kid!〃 he observed encouragingly。
 〃I should not like rade Brady;〃 he said; reseating himself; 〃to think that he has no friend but his poor old mother; as; you will recollect; occurred on a previous occasion。〃
 The burly gentleman; followed by the two armies of assistants; dropped down from the ring; and the gong sounded。
 Mr。 Wolmann sprang from his corner as if somebody had touched a spring。 He seemed to be of the opinion that if you are a cyclone; it is never too soon to begin behaving like one。 He danced round the Kid with an india…rubber agility。 The Cosy Moments representative exhibited more stolidity。 Except for the fact that he was in fighting attitude; with one gloved hand moving slowly in the neighbourhood of his stocky chest; and the other pawing the air on a line with his square jaw; one would have said that he did not realise the position of affairs。 He wore the friendly smile of the good…natured guest who is led forward by his hostess to join in some round game。
 Suddenly his opponent's long left shot out。 The Kid; who had been strolling forward; received it under the chin; and continued to stroll forward as if nothing of note had happened。 He gave the impression of being aware that Mr。 Wolmann had mitted a breach of good taste and of being resolved to pass it off with ready tact。
 The Cyclone; having executed a backward leap; a forward leap; and a feint; landed heavily with both hands。 The Kid's genial smile did not even quiver; but he continued to move forward。 His opponent's left flashed out again; but this time; instead of ignoring the matter; the Kid replied with a heavy right swing; and Mr。 Wolmann; leaping back; found himself against the ropes。 By the time he had got out of that uncongenial position; two more of the Kid's swings had found their mark。 Mr。 Wolmann; somewhat perturbed; scuttered out into the middle of the ring; the Kid following in his self…contained; solid way。
 The Cyclone now became still more cyclonic。 He had a left arm which seemed to open out in joints like a telescope。 Several times when the Kid appeared well out of distance there was a thud as a brown glove ripped in over his guard and jerked his head back。 But always he kept boring in; delivering an occasional right to the body with the pleased smile of an infant destroying a Noah's Ark with a tack…hammer。 Despite these efforts; however; he was plainly getting all the worst of it。 Energetic Mr。 Wolmann; relying on his long left; was putting in three blows to his one。 When the gong sounded; ending the first round; the house was practically solid for the Cyclone。 Whoops and yells rose from everywhere。 The building rang with shouts of; 〃Oh; you Al。!〃
 Psmith turned sadly to Billy。
 〃It seems to me; rade Windsor;〃 he said; 〃that this merry meeting looks like doing rade Brady no good。 I should not be surprised at any moment to see his head bounce off on to the floor。〃
 〃Wait;〃 said Billy。 〃He'll win yet。〃
 〃You think so?〃
 〃Sure。 He es from Wyoming;〃 said Billy with simple confidence。
 Rounds two and three were a repetition of round one。 The Cyclone raged almost unchecked about the ring。 In one lightning rally in the third he brought his right across squarely on to the Kid's jaw。 It was a blow which should have knocked any boxer out。 The Kid merely staggered slightly and returned to business; still smiling。
 〃See!〃 roared Billy enthusiastically in Psmith's ear; above the uproar。 〃He doesn't mind it! He likes it! He es from Wyoming!〃
 With the opening of round four there came a subtle change。 The Cyclone's fury was expending itself。 That long left shot out less sharply。 Instead of being knocked back by it; the Cosy Moments champion now took the hits in his stride; and came shuffling in with his damaging body…blows。 There were cheers and 〃Oh; you Al。's!〃 at the sound of the gong; but there was an appealing note in them this time。 The gallant sportsmen whose connection with boxing was confined to watching other men fight; and betting on what they considered a certainty; and who would have expired promptly if any one had tapped them sharply on their well…filled waistcoats; were beginning to fear that they might lose their money after all。
 In the fifth round the thing became a certainty。 Like the month of March; the Cyclone; who had e in like a lion; was going out like a lamb。 A slight decrease in the pleasantness of the Kid's smile was noticeable。 His expression began to resemble more nearly the gloomy importance of the Cosy Moments photographs。 Yells of agony from panic…stricken speculators around the ring began to smite the rafters。 The Cyclone; now but a gentle breeze; clutched repeatedly; hanging on like a leech till removed by the red…jerseyed referee。
 Suddenly a grisly silence fell upon the house。 It was broken by a cow…boy yell from Billy Windsor。 For the Kid; battered; but obviously content; was standing in the middle of the ring; while on the ropes the Cyclone; drooping like a wet sock; was sliding slowly to the floor。
 〃Cosy Moments wins;〃 said Psmith。 〃An omen; I fancy; rade Windsor。〃
 
 CHAPTER XV
 AN ADDITION TO THE STAFF
 
 PENETRATING into the Kid's dressing…room some moments later; the editorial staff found the winner of the ten…round exhibition bout between members of the club seated on a chair; having his right leg rubbed by a shock…headed man in a sweater; who had been one of his seconds during the conflict。 The Kid beamed as they entered。
 〃Gents;〃 he said; 〃e right in。 Mighty glad to see you。〃
 〃It is a relief to me; rade Brady;〃 said Psmith; 〃to find that you can see us。 I had expected to find that rade Wolmann's purposeful buffs had pletely closed your star…likes。〃
 〃Sure; I never felt them。 He's a good quick 

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