Derrick took the bottle from him, and then looked down at him with an air of doubt and uncertainty.
"I'm trying to make up my mind whether I should give you your discharge or a good hiding.

I don't like sacking a man in a strange land, and you're not in a condition for a fair fight.

What do you think I ought to do ?" Jackman staggered to his feet and glared at him.
"You've hit me once before, Mr.Green," he said.

"Hit me again--just lay your hand on me, and it'll be the last man you ever bash.

You're an upstart, that's what you are.