Few could have struck it but I; none could have struck it and not taken off the shoulder too.

Look, thou little heifer! Am I a good man to laugh at, thinkest thou?
For a space hast thou stood within a hair's-breadth of death.

Laugh not again, lest the hair's-breadth be wanting.

I have spoken.' 'What meanest thou by such mad tricks ?' I asked of Umslopogaas, indignantly.

'Surely thou art mad.