Part 2 (2/2)
”No, no, don't, please,” cried Vince: ”you hurt”
”Of course I do I mean it How ive it to a fellow smothered up like I am”
”'Tisn't cowardly: it's the true art of war Get your enemy up in a corner where he can't help himself, and then pound him like that, and that”
”Oh!--oh!”
”Yes, it is 'Oh!' I never felt any one with such hard, bony ribs before; Jemmy Carnach is soft co me!”
”Am I? Like to be killed?”
”No Oh! I say, Mike, don't, there's a good fellow! Let et up”
”Are you licked?”
”Yes, quite”
”Will you hit , bang_
”Oh! I say, don't!”
”Am I a coward, then?”
”Yes--Oh!”
”Now am I a coward?”
”No, no You're the bravest, best fellow that ever lived”
”Then you own you're beaten?”
”Oh yes, thoroughly I say, Mike, I can hardly breathe Honour bright!”
”Say, you own you're licked, then”
”Yes Own I'ave a final heave, and with such good effect that his assailant was thrown, and by the ti froed down into its normal position
”Oh! won't I serve you out for this souard, laughing at him