He struck me with a whip.

He'll be telling everybody that he horsewhipped me, and that I went down and begged his pardon.

Begged his pardon! A Feverel beg his pardon! Oh, if I had my will!" "The man earns his bread, Ricky.

You poached on his grounds.

He turned you off, and you fired his rick." "And I'll pay him for his loss.