It's no business of yours." "What I can't make out," pursued his friend sarcastically, "is why you haven't tried to smell the chaps out by means of Smiley.

Now, if you let Smiley have a good sniff of that bit of rope on your watch-chain, and then turn him out into the square, he'd ferret them out for you." "I tell you what, old man, if it's coming to a regular row between us two, hadn't you better say so at once, and get done with it ?" "Who says anything about a row?
All I say is, you're in a precious good way of getting yourself kicked round the house, the way you're going on; and I don't much mind if I'm asked to lead off." "You'd better try to kick me, that's all," said Dig.
"I'll see what I can do for you some day.

But, I say, Dig, can't you see what a howling ass you're making of yourself ?" "No, I don't know so much about asses as you do," responded Dig.
"Daresay not.

If you were in the company of one all day long, as I am, you'd soon throw it up.

I tell you, my--" Here the speaker suddenly broke off and looked affectionately at the troubled face of his old chum.
"Look here, Dig, old man, I don't want to have a row with you, no more do you.