"Bravo! Bravo!" shouted the men of Penzance and the Lizard, and they fairly danced with delight, as Glaze went partially down.
"No fall!" bawled the referee.
"Ah was a fall, sure enough!" shouted an excited Lizard fellow; "I seed un."
"Seed un," snorted Tommy Puckinharn, who was near at hand; "thee doesn't mean to say thee seed un with they great, fishy eyes of thine, do 'ee?"
"Ah was a fall," persisted the Lizard man.
"'Twasn't," said Tommy.
"Ah was."
"What's the use of saying ah was when ah wasn't," said Tommy, philosophically.
"'Ere, 'ere, no fighting," said a town beadle, as he came up to preserve peace.