It was your own doing of course.
You shouldn't have interfered with me.

Still--" "Oh, rats!" said Piers, beginning to splash.

"What's a whacking more or less when you're used to 'em ?" His dark eyes laughed their impudent dismissal to the old man.

It was very evident that he desired to put an end to the matter, and after a moment Sir Beverley grunted and withdrew.
He had not asked what he wanted to know; somehow it had not been possible.

He had desired to put his question in a whirl of righteous indignation, but in some fashion Piers had disarmed him and it had remained unuttered.
The very sight of the straight, young figure had quenched the fire of his wrath.