And if you do fight, fight it out; and don't give in while you can stand and see." And don't give in when you can't! see! For I could stand very little, and see not at all (having pommelled the school pump for the last twenty seconds), when Conway retired from the field.

As Phil Adams stepped up to shake hands with me, he received a telling blow in the stomach; for all the fight was not out of me yet, and I mistook him for a new adversary.
Convinced of my error, I accepted his congratulations, with those of the other boys, blandly and blindly.

I remember that Binny Wallace wanted to give me his silver pencil-case.

The gentle soul had stood throughout the contest with his face turned to the fence, suffering untold agony.
A good wash at the pump, and a cold key applied to my eye, refreshed me amazingly.

Escorted by two or three of the schoolfellows, I walked home through the pleasant autumn twilight, battered but triumphant.