human
You remember that young chap we had at the Horse show one night, whom Joan met on the train? Name of Blair?
gpt
Certainly, my love. An agreeable fellow, though not quite, I should say, to the manner born? However, he had a respect for his elders quite unusual nowadays, said the Major affably, recalling his personal success with the young man.
human
And a keen sense of humor, as I recall, very keen!
gpt
That's the chap. Well, some of the boys who were here this afternoon were telling me that he's quite a scrapper. Seems some of the young sports about town have been putting the gloves on with him, down to the Y. M. C. A.--Johnny Carmichael and that lot--and the other night they got up a match between him and a regular pug, just to see how good he was. Seems he stood up to him three rounds, and come out of it with his nose a pulp and his front teeth gone, askin' for more!
human
Heavens! murmured Joan.
gpt
Those infantile front teeth?
human
Oh, I guess they stuck 'em in again, said Effie May,
gpt
Did he win?
human
Win?--against a professional? Lord, child, he was doin' well to stand up to him one round, let alone three! It was Dan McCabe, Dick.
gpt
McCabe? You don't say, repeated the Major, highly interested.
human
Blair must be pretty good, then!