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that wo n't do ! ' motioning as if he was going to bounce out of bed ; ` ca n't stand that -- impeach one 's integrity , you know , better take one 's life , you know . Life without honour 's nothin ' , you know . Cock Pheasant at Weybridge , six o'clock i ' the mornin ' ! ' ` Oh , I assure you , I did n't mean anything of that sort , ' exclaimed Mr. Pacey , frightened at Jack 's vehemence , and the way in which he now foamed at the mouth , and flourished his nightcap about . ` Oh , I assure you , I did n't mean anything of that sort , ' repeated he , ` only I thought p ` raps you might n't recollect all that had passed , p ` raps ; and if we were to talk matters quietly over , by putting that and that together , we might assist each other and -- ' ` Oh , by Jove ! ' interrupted Jack , dashing his nightcap against the bedpost , ` too late for anything of that sort , sir -- _ down _ right impeachment of one 's integrity , sir -- must be settled another way , sir . '