Jerry's too game a boy to mind being licked fair and square, but, of course, he'd rather fight till he died than have me or anybody else see him give up.
"'I dunno how you got there,' says Jerry, 'but, if I don't kill you for this later on, I'd like to shake hands with you.

It was a good trick.' "'The gent that taught me near busted me in two with the trick of it,' said Doone.

'S'pose I let you up.

Is it to be a handshaking or fighting ?' "'My wind is gone for half an hour,' says Jerry, 'and my head is pretty near jarred loose from my spinal column.

I guess it'll have to be hand-shaking today.