What is it to you that we go to Dover ?" "Aye, what ?" came suddenly in Darrell's voice.

He stood in the doorway with a fierce and angry frown on his face.

A moment later he was across the room and laid his hand on Phineas.

"Do you want another cropping of your ears ?" he asked.
"Do your will on me," cried the fanatic.

And sweeping away his lanky hair he showed his ears; to my horror they had been cropped level across their tops by the shears.