Burgo looked at the fireplace, almost savagely, and his aunt looked at him very keenly. "Well," she said, "if there's to be an end of it, let there be an end of it."
"I think I'd better hang myself," he said.
"Burgo, I will not have you here if you talk to me in that way. I am trying to help you once again; but if you look like that, and talk like that, I will give it up."
"I think you'd better give it up."
"Are you becoming cowardly at last? With all your faults I never expected that of you."
"No; I am not a coward. I'd go out and fight him at two paces' distance with the greatest pleasure in the world."

Burgo looked at the fireplace, almost savagely, and his aunt looked at him very keenly.
"I think I'd better hang myself," he said.
"Burgo, I will not have you here if you talk that way. I am trying to help you; but if you look like that, and talk like that, I will give it up."
"I think you'd better give it up."
"Are you becoming cowardly?"
"I am not a coward. I'd go out and fight him with the greatest pleasure in the world."
