`` It seems to me that you have been fighting , Walter ? '' `` Yes , sir , '' said Walter , expecting a scolding . `` What was it about ? '' `` Dan Reese said my mother wrote lies and that that Faith was a pig-girl , '' answered Walter bluntly . `` Oh -- h ! Then you were certainly justified , Walter . '' `` Do you think it 's right to fight , sir ? '' asked Walter curiously . `` Not always -- and not often -- but sometimes -- yes , sometimes , '' said John Meredith . `` When womenkind are insulted for instance -- as in your case . My motto , Walter , is , do n't fight till you 're sure you ought to , and THEN put every ounce of you into it . In spite of sundry discolorations I infer that you came off best . '' `` Yes . I made him take it all back . '' `` Very good -- very good , indeed . I did n't think you were such a fighter , Walter . '' `` I never fought before -- and I did n't want to right up to the last -- and then , '' said Walter , determined to make a clean breast of it , `` I liked it while I was at it . '' The Rev. John 's eyes twinkled . `` You were -- a little frightened -- at first ? '' `` I was a whole lot frightened , '' said honest Walter .
`` But I 'm not going XXXXX be frightened any more , sir .
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