The great Jinks raved, swore, and executed such ferocious pirouettes upon his grasshopper legs, in the direction of the smiling Verty, that Ralph became alarmed at the consequence of his mischief, and hastened to the rescue.
"No, Jinks!" he cried, "there must be no fighting."
"No fighting!" cried Mr. Jinks, whose ferocity, as soon as he found himself held back, became tremendous,—"no fighting!"
"No," said Ralph.
"Release me, sir!"
"Never!" cried Ralph, pinning his arms.
"Hold me, sir! or I will at once inflict condign punishment upon this individual!"
"Certainly," said Ralph, beginning to laugh. "I will hold you; I thought you said release you!"
"I did, sir!" cried Mr. Jinks, making a very faint effort to get at
Verty.
"Which shall I do?"