"Look here, I've been jolly good to you. I gave you——"
"What?" interrupted Jenny in dangerous tones. "Look!"
She unbuckled a wrist-watch and flung it into the road.
"There's your watch, anyway. Going to get down and pick it up?"
Terence whipped up the horse.
"You little devil, you shall come with me."
Jenny caught hold of the reins.
"Shut up!" said O'Meagh. "Shut up! Don't you know better than that?"
"Well, stop," said Jenny.
The subaltern, in order to avoid a scene, stopped.