It was my fault. I had taken it for granted this had been the Riggids' boy. I simply punched him in his red, potato-like nose. Streams of blood on his face, the guy, quite politely, asked me who I was and what my problem was. I told: "You're the boy of the Riggids, aren't you". "No, I'm not" - was his answer. Before he knocked me out, I had a good look at him. Now I saw he wasn't the Riggids boy. He was too short, too fat, too repulsive. And too not-the-Riggids-like-looking.
I'd be obliged for any comments on the passage.
I told:- this is missing an object, how about I said,?
And too not-the-Riggids-like-looking- a bit strained to me. I'd say something like In fact, he looked nothing like Riggids/He had none of R's looks.