Ask him why!" "Why ?" Mr.Rogers released me and springing on the curate, seized him by the collar.

"Why, you unhanged cur?
Why?
Or better, say it's not true--say _some_thing, else by the Lord I'll kill you here and now!" Mr.Whitmore slid from his chair and grovelling on the floor clasped Mr.Doidge's knees.

"Take him off!" he gasped.

"Have mercy--take him off! You shall hear everything, sir: indeed you shall.

Only have mercy, and take him off!" "Pah!" Mr.Rogers hurled him into a corner.
"Enough, Mr.Rogers!" commanded the Rector.