"I give ye notice that Joe Shafto kin take care of herself and her bear, and she don't need no advice from a greenhorn like yerself." Hippy backed away, the woman following him and still shaking her fist, and the more the girls laughed the angrier did Joe get.
"That's all right, old dear.

Don't get excited," begged Hippy, trying to soothe the irate woman.
"What?
Old dear! Don't ye call me old dear.

I ain't yer old dear nor yer young dear.

Ain't ye ashamed of yerself to speak to yer betters that way, and 'specially to a woman of my years?
I'll larn ye to be civil and to mind yer own business!" Joe gave the embarrassed Hippy a sound box on one ear, then on the other.

"Take that, and that," she cried.