But here again he was foiled.

The young Irish boy evaded his grasp, and, seizing him in turn, by an adroit movement of the foot, tripped him up.

Godfrey fell heavily on his back.
Andy withdrew a little, and did not offer to hold him down, as Godfrey would have been sure to do under similar circumstances.

"Have you got enough ?" he asked.
"That wasn't fair," exclaimed Godfrey, jumping up hastily, deeply mortified because he had been worsted in the presence of John, who, sooth to say, rather enjoyed his young master's overthrow.
He rushed impetuously at Andy, but he was blinded by his own impetuosity, and his adversary, who kept cool and self-possessed, had, of course, the advantage.

So the engagement terminated as before--Godfrey was stretched once more on the sidewalk.