“Does it take long? Is it hard to learn?”
“Boxing? N-no, I guess not, but I don’t know much about it: I never took any lessons.”
“Will you box with me sometimes in the gym?”
“Perhaps,” answered Dan, “but you’d better get Alf Loring to show you; he’s a dandy at it, they say.”
“Do you think he would?”
“Yes, but I’d forget about Thompson, Gerald. I dare say he’s sorry for what he said. Did you make up afterwards?”
Gerald shook his head.
“He wanted to shake hands, but I wouldn’t. He’s got to apologize for what he said about my father, every word, before I’ll make up with him.”
“The best thing to do is to leave him alone and forget all about it,” counseled Dan. “That’s what I’d do.” Gerald shook his head.
“No, you wouldn’t,” he said sagely, and Dan thought it best not to argue the matter.