'Wretch,' cried I, rushing between them: 'forbear.'
'Not till I beat him to a paste,' cried Jerry. 'The villain, to go and offer me a bribe if I would help him in forcing you to marry him.'
''Tis false as hell!' cried his lordship.
'I would stake my life that it is,' said I. 'So now, Mr. Sullivan, down on your knees this moment, and ask pardon, or quit my service.'
'But can that restore the teeth he has knocked out?' exclaimed his lordship, with a finger in his mouth.
'Teeth!' cried I, shuddering.
'Two teeth,' said he.
'Two teeth!' exclaimed I, faintly.
'Two front teeth,' said he.
'Then all is over!' muttered I. 'Matters have taken a dreadful turn.'