"I admit it," said the red-haired student.
"And we're sorry," added Mr Deadwood, "--beastly, awfully sorry."
Mr Deadwood accompanied this statement with a glance which was intended to indicate that if he (the bearded man) didn't accept the red-haired one's proposal, he (the bearded man) would get a jolly good punch in the nose from him (Mr Deadwood).
The bearded man evidently interpreted the glance thus, for he replied: "Very well, I will see what damage has been done, and send you the bill."
"Right O!" said the red-haired one. "My name's Evans Evans, of Matt's."
"Matt's!" cried the bearded man. "Why didn't you tell me that before? I'm a Matt's man!"
"You didn't look like a Matt's man, you see," explained Mr Deadwood in his nice way.
"But I am a Matt's man," said he of the beard, "so I won't send in any account."
"Thanks. But if we've done any serious damage, we'll pay for it. That's only fair," responded the Welshman.
Jim had joined the group. "Well," he said, "I hope you'll all come along to my place now and have some of the old poison."