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Yes, it is more blessed to be twitted than to twit — and the way to do it is deftly to catch the shaft, pretend to lean on it as if it were a staff, and suddenly to lob it back. That makes everybody feel good. Even if the teaser does not have St. Paul's charity, he will be converted to the good spirit of it. If a young barbarian should tease a cripple, and the latter should smilingly say: "I don't know why it is that when God is fond of anyone he makes them lame. You remember how He wrestled with Jacob and lamed him. Guess He does it so we can't escape him. But don't let that worry you, Tom. I don't think you'll be lame for a good while to come," I think the prick would neatly have been converted into a clasp — a banter for friendship. |
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