CHAPTER XVII 

GUERILLA WARFARE 

Thus ended the opening engagement of the campaign, seemingly in a victory for the _Cosy Moments_ army. Billy Windsor, however, shook his head. 

"We've got mighty little out of it," he said. 

"The victory," said Psmith, "was not bloodless. Comrade Brady's ear, my hat--these are not slight casualties. On the other hand, surely we are one up? Surely we have gained ground? The elimination of Comrade Repetto from the scheme of things in itself is something. I know few men I would not rather meet in a lonely road than Comrade Repetto. He is one of Nature's sand-baggers. Probably the thing crept upon him slowly. He started, possibly, in a merely tentative way by slugging one of the family circle. His nurse, let us say, or his young brother. But, once started, he is unable to resist the craving. The thing grips him like dram-drinking. He sandbags now not because he really wants to, but because he cannot help himself. To me there is something consoling in the thought that Comrade Repetto will no longer be among those present." 

"What makes you think that?" 

"I should imagine that a benevolent Law will put him away in his little cell for at least a brief spell." 

"Not on your life," said Billy. "He'll prove an alibi." 

Psmith's eyeglass dropped out of his eye. He replaced it, and gazed, astonished, at Billy. 

"An alibi? When three keen-eyed men actually caught him at it?" 

"He can find thirty toughs to swear he was five miles away." 
Which army is mentioned?
Did they win?
Who disagreed?
Were there injuries?
Whose ear was hurt?
And whose hat was damaged?
Who was removed from the scheme?
Where wouldn't Psmith want to meet him?
What name does Psmith call him?
Who may have he hit?
Or perhaps who else?
Does Psmith think Repetto will be around forever?
Where might he go?
A large or small one?
Who will put him there?
For a long time?
Does Billy agree?
What does he think Repetto will do?
How many men caught him?
How many toughs would swear differently?
Where will they say he was?
Cosy Moments
a victory for the _Cosy Moments_ army
yes
 in a victory for the _Cosy Moments_ army.
Billy Windsor
Billy Windsor, however, shook his head. 
yes
The victory," said Psmith, "was not bloodless
Comrade Brady's
Comrade Brady's ear,
Psmith
"The victory," said Psmith, "was not bloodless. Comrade Brady's ear, my hat--
Comrade Repetto
The elimination of Comrade Repetto
in a lonely road
I know few men I would not rather meet in a lonely road than Comrade Repetto
Nature's sand-baggers
He is one of Nature's sand-baggers.
his nurse
He started, possibly, in a merely tentative way by slugging one of the family circle. His nurse
his young brother
 His nurse, let us say, or his young brother.
no
 To me there is something consoling in the thought that Comrade Repetto will no longer be among those present." 
in a cell
I should imagine that a benevolent Law will put him away in his little cell for at least a brief spell." 
small
 in his little cell 
the Law
"I should imagine that a benevolent Law will put him away in his little cell 
at least a brief spell
"I should imagine that a benevolent Law will put him away in his little cell for at least a brief spell."
no
"Not on your life," said Billy. "He'll prove an alibi." 
prove an alibi
"Not on your life," said Billy. "He'll prove an alibi." 
three
"An alibi? When three keen-eyed men actually caught him at it?" 

thirty
"He can find thirty toughs to swear he was five miles away."
five miles away
"He can find thirty toughs to swear he was five miles away