'No,' says I, 'you keep back, sir.

If there's anybody to plunge into that erena, the blood be mine;' an' I put my hand, without thinkin', ag'in his black shirt-bosom, to hold him back; but he didn't notice, bein' so excited.

'Now,' says I, 'jist wait one minute, and you'll see that bull's tail go between his legs.

He's weakenin'.' An' sure enough, Lord Edward got a good grab at him, and was a-shakin' the very life out of him, when I run up and took Lord Edward by the collar.

'Drop it!' says I, and he dropped it, for he know'd he'd whipped, and he was pretty tired hisself.