Matthews
And, I have the right to brain you.
Trim Strike. I will make you see that I have degenerated not one whit from the intrepidity of my forebears.
Matthews His impudence leaves me helpless, and I know no more where I'm at than before. I order you to leave my house, and to never let me see you again.
(Exit Matthews.)
Trim My word, I've had to withstand a rude assault—but, I brought it off like a gentleman. Now, let's look for my master. I have to instruct him.— Here he is in the nick of time.
(Enter Walter.)
Walter
What's the matter with you, Trim?
Trim Nothing. Just thinking about a terrible beating I almost got because of you.
Walter
Because of me! And who is the rogue who wished to beat you?
Trim
Your honored father.