"That would fetch a bashing, Pat."
"Troth, and I've had a bashing once afore, and what I've had once I can do with agin."
"Did you holloa when you were bashed?"
"Holloa! by the piper, I sang out—
'The seeds of repentance, how can they take root,
When I'm ruled by a tyrant and flogged like a brute;
The plant of revenge is more likely to sprout
When such monsters of jailers go strutting about.'
"And I called them all the horrid names I could think on, and they were wild when they saw I was game."
"Where were you bashed?"