But be not so hot-headed, my friend.

You lack that repose of character which will come to you, no doubt, in your more mature years.

What, man! within five minutes of seeing me you would have smitten me on the head with an oar, and ever since you have been like a bandog at my heels, ready to hark if I do but set my foot over what you regard as the straight line.

Remember that you go now among men who fight on small occasion of quarrel.

A word awry may mean a rapier thrust.' 'Do you bear the same in mind,' I answered hotly; 'my temper is peaceful, but covert threats and veiled menace I shall not abide.' 'Odd's mercy!' he cried.