Quotation from: The Valley of the Moon

Written by: Jack London

CHAPTER VIII

The music stopped at the end of the waltz, leaving Billy and
Saxon at the big entrance doorway of the ballroom. Her hand
rested lightly on his arm, and they were promenading on to find
seats, when Charley Long, evidently just arrived, thrust his way
in front of them.

"So you're the buttinsky, eh?" he demanded, his face malignant
with passion and menace.