But go on, go on." "Well, I assure you he was in a proper rage, and if it hadn't been for Bayne I believe he would have trimmed me to a peak, administered a fitting castigation, I mean." "He would, eh ?" said the father with a grim smile.

"I should like to see him try." "So should I, dad, if you were around.

I think I see you--feint with the right, then left, right, left! bing! bang! bung! All over but the shiver, eh, dad?
It would be sweet! But," he added regretfully, "that's the very thing a fellow cannot do." "Cannot do?
And why not, pray?
It is what every fellow is in duty bound to do to a bully of that sort." "Yes, but to be quite fair, dad, you could hardly call Duff a bully.

At least, he wasn't bullying me.

As a matter of fact, I was bullying him.
Oh, I think he had reason to be angry.