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"Shake yourself, dog!" cried Courtenay, roaring with laughter

"Fetch him a towel," cried Philip "A towel for the clean pauper Give

hi, Courtenay"

He ran atin ed oninout one fist, he went down a at Courtenay with all er boy than I Taller and older, and he had had ered hi at him as he reached the handles of my

water-barrow, and he fell over the up and received ered for the moment

Then I don't knohat happened, only thatCourtenay, and that he was battering ain, over and over, and

fighting fiercely as a couple of dogs

I think I was getting the best of it, when I began to feel weak, and

thatme back and front at once

Then I realised that Philip had attacked

very much the worst of it in a sort of thunderstorm which rained blows

Then the blows only ca

and the sound of heavy blows and scuffling away froht at one boy instead of two