Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy. This circumstance produced no further alteration in his demeanour except that he endeavoured to abstract himself from the surrounding scene, and bend his attention to the prayers which the ordinary was reciting. He was no Hoddy, but a tremendous man, with hairy arms and bearded face and drink-shattered intellect. “I say!” he said, without any movement. The first of these, whom he addressed as Mr.
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