Premise: I am saying and making it plain: If you make a steady practice of trading punches with a trooper or with any one else because you take a dislike to his face, the way his ears stick out, how he walks or talks, or what color coat he wore in the war, then you can roll your beds and ride out the sooner the better.

Hypothesis: If you fight people for no good reason you can't stay here.
Relation: entailment