Now, I ask you, fairly and flatly, what has brought your mind to this pitch?
What have I done, or what haven't I done ?" "Search your conscience," jeered Jetson.
"I've been doing so ever since this foolish conversation started, and I haven't found the answer yet.

All I recall, Jetson, is that, at the outset of my football practice, there was some little unpleasantness between us.

You injured me, twice, in practice play, and I admit that I was somewhat angry about it at the time.

But you gave your word that you hadn't intended any tricks against me.

I believed you to be a man of honor, and I accepted your word that you were innocent of evil intention against me.