The man threw away the pistol, fell on his knees, and held up his hands for mercy.
"Now what will I do to you ?" said Wogan.

"Did you not fire at my back?
That's reprehensible cowardice.

And with my own pistol, too, which is sheer impertinence.

What will I do with you ?" The man's expression was so pitiable, his heavy cheeks hung in such despairing folds, that Wogan was stirred to laughter.

"Well, you have put me to a deal of inconvenience," said he; "but I will be merciful, being strong, being most extraordinary strong.