I don't fight because I'm fond of it, and you're not the man." "Not the man ?" said Winston.
"No, sir," said the other.

"Not like him, now I can see you better.
Well, I'm kind of sorry I started a circus here." A suspicion of the truth flashed upon Winston.

"What sort of a man was the one you mistook for me ?" "Usual British waster.

Never done a day's work in his life, and never wanted to, too tired to open his eyes more than half-way when he looked at you, but if he ever fools round the saloon again, he'll know what he is before I'm through with him." Winston laughed.

"I wouldn't be rash or you may get another astonishment," he said.