"You had your fist clinched, and you may have given him a slight rap in your excitement."
"Well, I did not give him that rap intentionally; if I had, he'd found something entirely different. By jingoes! I may get the chance to show him the difference some time!"
"You'd better drop it, old man."
"Eh? Drop it?"
"That's what I said, Harry, and that is what I meant, my boy."
"But why? I don't think I understand you. Those fellows are your enemies, and that makes them mine."
"They have been my enemies, but we have had a peace conference."
"The dickens!"
"And we buried the hatchet."
"Well, I didn't suppose you could be fooled so easy! I knew they were up to some sort of a game—I knew it."