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‘
Wring
its
neck
,
’
rejoined
Quilp
.
‘
Oh
no
,
don
’
t
do
that
,
’
said
Kit
,
stepping
forward
.
‘
Give
it
to
me
.
’
‘
Oh
yes
,
I
dare
say
,
’
cried
the
other
boy
.
‘
Come
!
You
let
the
cage
alone
,
and
let
me
wring
its
neck
will
you
?
He
said
I
was
to
do
it
.
You
let
the
cage
alone
will
you
.
’
‘
Give
it
here
,
give
it
to
me
,
you
dogs
,
’
roared
Quilp
.
‘
Fight
for
it
,
you
dogs
,
or
I
’
ll
wring
its
neck
myself
!
’
Without
further
persuasion
,
the
two
boys
fell
upon
each
other
,
tooth
and
nail
,
while
Quilp
,
holding
up
the
cage
in
one
hand
,
and
chopping
the
ground
with
his
knife
in
an
ecstasy
,
urged
them
on
by
his
taunts
and
cries
to
fight
more
fiercely
.
They
were
a
pretty
equal
match
,
and
rolled
about
together
,
exchanging
blows
which
were
by
no
means
child
’
s
play
,
until
at
length
Kit
,
planting
a
well
-
directed
hit
in
his
adversary
’
s
chest
,
disengaged
himself
,
sprung
nimbly
up
,
and
snatching
the
cage
from
Quilp
’
s
hands
made
off
with
his
prize
.
He
did
not
stop
once
until
he
reached
home
,
where
his
bleeding
face
occasioned
great
consternation
,
and
caused
the
elder
child
to
howl
dreadfully
.
‘
Goodness
gracious
,
Kit
,
what
is
the
matter
,
what
have
you
been
doing
?
’
cried
Mrs
Nubbles
.
‘
Never
you
mind
,
mother
,
’
answered
her
son
,
wiping
his
face
on
the
jack
-
towel
behind
the
door
.
‘
I
’
m
not
hurt
,
don
’
t
you
be
afraid
for
me
.
I
’
ve
been
a
fightin
’
for
a
bird
and
won
him
,
that
’
s
all
.
Hold
your
noise
,
little
Jacob
.
I
never
see
such
a
naughty
boy
in
all
my
days
!
’
‘
You
have
been
fighting
for
a
bird
!
’
exclaimed
his
mother
.
