"Don't be a tease. Her health, and God bless her. By George, I have had my money out of De Rothan."
"How?"
"I landed him in a ditch. Do you know what it feels like to crush a man's ribs in, Jerry? It's a gorgeous feeling. I gather there will be a fight."
Winter looked serious.
"You may have thrown him all right, lad, but——"
"I have looked him in the eyes, Jeremy, and I can match him. Besides, I am going through with it—for the sake of Nance Durrell."
"O you youngsters! I've done it myself, too. Run your chest up against a sword-point because a girl glimmers her eyes. Tell me about it."
And Jasper told him.
Jeremy sat for a while in thought.
"Why don't you pounce on the man? Have him arrested. It would save a lot of trouble."