I managed to get under his left, taking the forearm across the back of my neck. But that about played out the acrobatics. It looked as if I would have to see what I could do to him, if any. The girl grabbed his arm and hung on.
“Reddy, darling, haven’t you had enough fighting for one night? Can’t you be sensible, even if you are Irish?”
I was tempted to paste the big chaw while his playmate had him tied up.
He laughed down at her, ducked his head to kiss her mouth, and grinned at me.
“There’s always some other time,” he said good-naturedly.