Why ?" "Because Harkless did.

My hand aches, and I guess William's does, too; he nearly shook our arms off when we told him he'd been a fool.

Seemed to do him good.

I told him he ought to hire somebody to take a shot at him every morning before breakfast--not that it's any joking matter," the old gentleman finished, thoughtfully.
"I should say not," said William, with a deep frown and a jerk of his head toward the rear of the house.

"_He_ jokes about it enough.