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"You 'm a-bleedin', Peter!"

"For that ood for a man--sometimes eases un"

"It does," I panted; "perhaps you are--willing to hear reason--now?"

"We be--even so fur--but fists be better nor--sticks any day--an'

I--be goin'--to try ye--wi' fists!"

"Have we not bled each other sufficiently?"

"No," cried George, between set teeth, "theer be more nor

blood-lettin' 'twixt you an' ht--an' so 'e shall--by God!--come on--fists be

best arter all!"

This was the heyday of boxing, and, while at Oxford I had earned

so to spar with

a overned

by a code of rules, and quite another to fight a ht of moon Moreover, he was

well acquainted with the science, as I could see fro that whereas he

fought with feet planted square and wide apart, I balanced myself

uponquicker,

and more calculated to lessen the impact of a blow