He was up again in a second, however, and the next moment was at his opponent like a tiger.

The rush was as unlooked for on Wickersham's part as Wickersham's blow had been by Gordon, and after a moment the lessons of Mike Doherty began to tell, and Gordon was ducking his head and dodging Wickersham's blows; and he began to drive him backward.
"By Jove! he knows his business," said Rhodes to himself.
Just then he showed that he knew his business, for, swinging out first with his right, he brought in the cut which was Mr.Doherty's _chef d'oeuvre_, and catching Wickersham under the chin, he sent him flat on his back on the ground.
Mr.Rhodes called time and picked him up.
"Come, now, that's enough," he said.
Gordon wiped the blood from his face.
"He has got to take back what he said about Norman, or I have another round." "You had better take it back, Ferdy.

You began it," said the umpire.
"I didn't begin it.

It's a lie!" "You did," said Mr.Rhodes, coldly.

He turned to Gordon.