There had been a clean-cut finish to that swing and jab which disturbed his boy's conceit.
"We'll try it again," he began.

"I'm all right now, if you like----" "Oh, Scott, I don't want to!" "Well, we ought to know which of us really can lick the other----" "Why, of course, you can lick me every time.

Besides, I wouldn't want to be able to lick you--except when I'm very, very angry.

And I ought not to become angry the way I do.

Kathleen tries so hard to make me stop and reflect before I do things, but I can't seem to learn....