When I told him to remember he was speaking to a gentleman, he grinned at me.
"A gentleman? Nay, my sakes! Ye're not civil enough by half. More like a new policeman, if ye weren't such a Guy Fawkes in that finery."
"Be off," said I, "and take your bird with you."
"What if I won't go?"
"I'll make you!"
"Ye darsen't touch me."
"Daren't I?"
"Ye darsen't."
"I dare."