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Liza tried to check her sobs. 'Yus, 'it 'er 'ard, that's wot yer've got ter do,' said the other. 'An' if yer find she's gettin' the better on yer, you close on 'er and catch 'old of 'er 'air and scratch 'er.' LIZA TRIED TO CHECK HER SOBS YES IT ERRAR THAT'S WHAT YOU'VE GOT TO DO SAID THE OTHER AND IF YOU FIND SHE'S GETTING THE BETTER ON YE CLOSE ON HER AND CATCH HOLD OF HER AIR AND SCRATCH HER
 was a wrong 'un.' 'Pretty specimen she is!' said a little dark woman, who looked like a Jewess. 'If she messed abaht with my old man, I'd stick 'er--I swear I would!' 'Now she's been carryin' on with one, she'll try an' git others--you see if she don't.' 'She'd better not come round my 'ouse; I'll soon give 'er wot for.' Meanwhile Liza was standing at one corner of the ring, trembling all over and crying bitterly. One of her eyes was bunged up, and her hair, all dishevelled, was hanging down over her face. Two young fellows, who had constituted themselves her seconds, were standing in front of her, offering rather ironical comfort. One of them had taken the bottom corners of her apron and was fanning her with it, while the other was showing her how to stand and hold her arms. 'You stand up to 'er, Liza,' he was saying; 'there ain't no good funkin' it, you'll simply get it all the worse. You 'it 'er back. Give 'er one on the boko, like this--see; yer must show a bit of pluck, yer know.  WOULDN'T HAVE THOUGHT IT OF LIZA I NEVER THOUGHT SHE WAS A ROAN PRETTY SPECIMEN SHE IS SAID THE LITTLE DARK WOMAN WHO LOOKED LIKE A JEWESS SHE MESSED ABOUT WITH MY OLD MAN I'D STICK HER I SWEAR I WOULD NOW SHE'S BEEN CARRYING ON WITH ONE SHE'LL TRY AND GET OTHERS YOU SEE IF SHE DON'T SHE'D BETTER NOT COME ROUND MY HOUSE I'LL SOON GIVE HER WHAT FOR MEANWHILE ELIZA WAS STANDING AT ONE CORNER OF THE RING TREMBLING ALL OVER AND CRYING BITTERLY ONE OF HER EYES WAS BUNGED UP AND HER HAIR ALL DISHEVELLED SANGING DOWN OVER HER FACE TWO YOUNG FELLOWS WHO HAD CONSTITUTED THEMSELVES HER SECONDS WERE STANDING IN FRONT OF HER OFFERING RATHER IRONICAL COMFORT ONE OF THEM HAD TAKEN THE BOTTOM CORNERS OF HER APRON AND WAS FANNING HER WITH IT WHILE THE OTHER WAS SHOWING HER HOW TO STAND AND HOLD HER ARMS YOU STAND UP TO ELIZA HE WAS SAYING THERE AIN'T NO GOOD FUNK IN IT YOU'LL SIMPLY GET IT ALL THE WORSE YOU GIVE IT HER BACK GIVE HER ONE ON THE BOKER LIKE THIS SEE YOU MUST SHOW A BIT OF PLUCK YOU KNOW
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