“Somewhere in your interesting country I have heard of him. Is it not that he is a what you call athlete?”
“That’s the fellow. He claims to be the champion amateur athlete of this country. He is conceited and overbearing. He knows a little something of everything. He thinks he knows all there is to know about jujutsu.”
Hashi’s smile had a pitying flavor:
“It is a thing of remarkability that those who the least know about the art are ones that think nothing more there is left for them to attain.”
“That’s him!”
“Against him you must have a great enmity, honorable sir.”
“I hate him! It would give me joy if you were to break his neck!”
“A thing that might be done with great ease of accomplishment.”
“Will you? What’s your price?”
Still smiling, Hashi shook his head.