Any compensation that is usual amongst gentlemen" "This, sir, to a minister of the Word!" bawls out Ward, starting up, and who knew perfectly well the lads' skill in fence, having a score of times been foiled by the pair of them.
"You are not a clergyman yet.

We thought you might like to be considered as a gentleman.

We did not know." "A gentleman! I am a Christian, sir!" says Ward, glaring furiously, and clenching his great fists.
"Well, well, if you won't fight, why don't you forgive ?" says Harry.

"If you don't forgive, why don't you fight?
That's what I call the horns of a dilemma;" and he laughed his frank, jolly laugh.
But this was nothing to the laugh a few days afterwards, when, the quarrel having been patched up, along with poor Mr.Ward's eye, the unlucky tutor was holding forth according to his custom.

He tried to preach the boys into respect for him, to reawaken the enthusiasm which the congregation had felt for him; he wrestled with their manifest indifference, he implored Heaven to warm their cold hearts again, and to lift up those who were falling back.