`` it is not as though i do not want to fight , whatever that booby eroica says , '' he added , with abrupt and mounting indignation , his head coming up off the ground and the ruff spreading , `` and what he has to say to anything , when he does not think of anything but counting the number of wingbeats between one turn and the next , i should like to know ; at least i am not stupid enough to practice ten times a day just how best to show my belly to anyone who likes to come at me from the flank . ''