He was all wary caution, and had clearly no intention of throwing away a chance, but was evidently waiting for Martin to commence.

Martin once or twice made play, but Randall was not skittishly inclined, all was "war hawk." Randall made a left-handed hit to draw his adversary, but found it would not do.
Martin then hit right and left, but was stopped.

Randall was feeling for Martin's wind, but hit above his mark, though not without leaving one of a red colour, which told "a flattering tale." Randall returned with his left, and the men got to a smart rally, when Randall got a konker, which tapped the claret.

An almost instantaneous close followed, in which Randall, grasping Martin round the neck with his right arm, and bringing his head to a convenient posture, sarved out punishment with his left.
This was indeed a terrific position.

Randall was always famous for the dreadful force of his short left-handed hits, and on this occasion they lost none of their former character.