The only real damage seemed to have been done to Eliph's spectacles, which he had shaken off in his efforts, and which had been crushed beneath a heel.
The attorney presently smiled, but it was a silly smile, and then he went out of the door and down the street.
Eliph' coughed gently behind his hand, as if to excuse his intrusion.
"Quarreling ?" he suggested.

"I used to wrestle some when I was a boy.
But not much.

I hadn't then the rules, given on page 554 of Jarby's Encyclopedia of Knowledge and Compendium of Literature, Science and Art, including "How to Wrestle, How to Defend Oneself Against Sudden Attack, Jui Jitsu," et cetery, with wood cuts showing the best holds and how to get them.

All this being but one of one thousand and one subjects treated of in this work, the price of which is but five dollars, neatly bound in cloth." The editor had turned his back and was staring angrily out of the window--sulkily tremulous would be a better description, perhaps--when he suddenly cried out.

Eliph' searched hurriedly in his pockets for another pair of spectacles, found them and put them on, and looked where the editor pointed.