"Mr. M., are you angry?" 

     After a grunt and a sigh the man said, "This implies that you had sex with my daughter." 

     The younger man turned purple-reddish in the face.  "And while I understand that as a man, we are talking about (i)my daughter(i)." The younger man's knees buckled then and he stooped into the nearest log, planted his butt, and stared into the air in front of him.  The older man stomped his foot like a charging bull but really it had fallen asleep.