"Make it short, Holmesy, or you're going to meet with more damage, I reckon." "This is the last serious smash that Greg is going to take," put in Dick coolly.

"In the third he's going to remember the old Gridley fighting principle: Greg, you simply can't be whipped.

Now, wade in and seize hold of Mr.Butler's scalp-lock." Soon the fighters were at it again.

Two or three body blows Greg took, and they stung, coming from such steam-driven fists as the yearling's.
But Mr.Holmes's damaged left eye was closing rapidly.

He was forced to squint through that eye, getting most of his sight through the right.