Chapter Six

Before she had a chance to reply, two bully-ish looking boys came up to Mush and Bobbie. Instinctively, Mush stepped in front of Bobbie. "Heya, Mushy-boy! Nice ta see ya out heah," one of them said. "what do ya want, oscar? Ain't you'se guys supposed ta be woikin' or did your uncle weasel let ya off taday?" Mush replied, evenly and calmly. Bobbie, terrified, admired his cool, suave, controlled manner in which he talked to his brothers. It took all the control that she possesses to not put her arms around Mush's waist and just hold him for comfort. She had heard about the Delanceys, and about how they were the biggest bullies in Manhattan.

"Yeah, as a mattah of fact, he did," Oscar replied. With mock dismay, he added, "Mushy-boy! How rude of ya! Why didn't ya innerduce us ta yer little goilie friend heah."

Between clenched teeth, Mush reached behind him and grabbed Bobbie's had and said, "Bobbie, these heah goons is Morris an' Oscar Delancey. They woik at da box office. Boys, did is Roberta, Jack's sista. Just found each othuh not too long ago. Well, sorry boys, but we's gotta split." As Mush started leading Bobbie away, Oscar Delancey got angry. Infuriated that they had blown him off like that, he yanked Bobbie by the arm out of Mush's grip. With a startled cry, Bobbie fell into the Arms of Oscar Delancey. Mush whirled around and gave Oscar the coldest, deadliest look he could muster up. Oscar was taunting him. "Whatsa mattah, Mush? I got your goilie friend? Oh what is you gonna do? Go tell Jack?"

Infuriated, Mush threw down his papers and charged toward Oscar. At the last second, Oscar pushed Bobbie away, and met Mush head on. The tow wrestled and after a few minutes, Mush threw the surrendering punch, and left Oscar writhing on the ground. Bobbie was lying on the ground, watching the whole ordeal in terror. Mush then walked over to Bobbie, helped her up, and gathered her in his arms. A terrified Bobbie gave into tears that had been threatening to come out since that morning. Mush stood there in the middle of the street holding Bobbie, stroking her long, now disheveled hair, and comforting her. "It's gonna be okay, ya heah? You'se is safe now," he gently told her. He then turned his head to look at Oscar and said, "If you even THINK of touchin' her agin, I'll kill ya. And with that, he took Bobbie, put his arm around her waist, and led her off toward the lodging house.