Ah Q flung his jacket on the ground, spat, and swore, ¡¨Hairy worm!¡¨ ¡§Mangy dog, who are you calling names?¡¨ Whiskers Wang looked up contemptuously.
Although the relative respect accorded him in recent years had increased Ah Q¡¦s pride ,he was still rather timid when confronted by those loafers accustomed to fighting. But today he was feeling exceltionally pugnacious. How dare a hairy-cheeked creature like this insult him?
¡§if the cap fits wear it ¡§,he retorted, standing up and putting his hands on his hips.
¡§Are your bones itching?¡¨ demanded whiskers Wang , standing up too and draping his jacket over his shoulders.
Thinking that the fellow meant to run away, Ah Q lunged for-ward to punch him. But before his fist reached the target, his opponent seized him and gave him a tug which sent him staggering. Then Whiskers Wang seized his queue and started dragging him towards the wall to knock his head in the time-honoured manner.
¡§A gentleman uses his tongue but not his hands!¡¨ protested Ah Q, his head on one side.
Apparently Whiskers Wang was no gentleman ,for without paying the slightest attention to what Ah Q said he knocked his head against the wall five times in succession ,then with a great push shoved him two yards away, after which he walked off in triumph.
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