The same if she had been an Esquimaux squaw.

I'll never live to hear a lady insulted.' 'You don't mean to say you're the donkey to provoke a duel!' Mr.
Redworth burst out gruffly, through turkey and stuffing.
'And an Irish lady, the young Beauty of Erin!' Mr.Sullivan Smith was flowing on.

He became frigid, he politely bowed: 'Two, sir, if you haven't the grace to withdraw the offensive term before it cools and can't be obliterated.' 'Fiddle! and go to the deuce!' Mr.Redworth cried.
'Would a soft slap o' the cheek persuade you, sir ?' 'Try it outside, and don't bother me with nonsense of that sort at my supper.

If I'm struck, I strike back.

I keep my pistols for bandits and law-breakers.