Mr.Crepitude was not inquisitive.
"Tell us what occurred," said Crepitude.
"Well, we fought." "Oh! You fought! What did you two naughty boys fight about ?" (Great laughter.) "About a plum-cake, I think." "Oh! Not a seed-cake, a plum-cake ?" (Great laughter.) "I think a plum-cake." "And what was the result of this sanguinary encounter ?" (Great laughter.) "My cousin loosened one of my teeth." (Great laughter, in which the court joined.) "And what did you do to him ?" "I'm afraid I didn't do much.

I remember tearing half his clothes off." (Roars of laughter, in which every one joined except Priam and Duncan Farll.) "Oh! You are sure you remember that?
You are sure that it wasn't he who tore _your_ clothes off ?" (Lots of hysteric laughter.) "Yes," said Duncan, coldly dreaming in the past.

His eyes had the 'far away' look, as he added, "I remember now that my cousin had two little moles on his neck below the collar.

I seem to remember seeing them.

I've just thought of it." There is, of course, when it is mentioned in a theatre, something exorbitantly funny about even one mole.