If it be true that it takes two to make a quarrel, there was not much to be feared in the latter respect. For Rollitt was apparently unaware that he had done anything calling for general remark, and went his ways with his customary indifference.
When Dangle, egged on by the indignation of his friends, had gone across to find him and demand satisfaction, Rollitt had told him to call again to-morrow, as he was busy.
Dangle therefore called again.
“I’ve come to ask if you mean to apologise for what you did the other day? If you don’t—”
“Get out!” said Rollitt, going on with his work.
”—If you don’t,” continued Dangle, “you’ll have to take the consequences.”
“Get out!”
“If you funk it, Rollitt, you’d better say so.”
“Get out,” said Rollitt, rising slowly to his feet.
Dangle reported, when he got back to his house, that argument had been hopeless. Yet he meant to take it out of his adversary some other way.