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"
Pray
do
.
"
"
It
proves
,
"
he
roared
,
with
a
sudden
blast
of
fury
,
"
that
you
are
the
damnedest
imposter
in
London
--
a
vile
,
crawling
journalist
,
who
has
no
more
science
than
he
has
decency
in
his
composition
!
"
He
had
sprung
to
his
feet
with
a
mad
rage
in
his
eyes
.
Even
at
that
moment
of
tension
I
found
time
for
amazement
at
the
discovery
that
he
was
quite
a
short
man
,
his
head
not
higher
than
my
shoulder
--
a
stunted
Hercules
whose
tremendous
vitality
had
all
run
to
depth
,
breadth
,
and
brain
.
"
Gibberish
!
"
he
cried
,
leaning
forward
,
with
his
fingers
on
the
table
and
his
face
projecting
.
"
That
's
what
I
have
been
talking
to
you
,
sir
--
scientific
gibberish
!
Did
you
think
you
could
match
cunning
with
me
--
you
with
your
walnut
of
a
brain
?
You
think
you
are
omnipotent
,
you
infernal
scribblers
,
do
n't
you
?
That
your
praise
can
make
a
man
and
your
blame
can
break
him
?
We
must
all
bow
to
you
,
and
try
to
get
a
favorable
word
,
must
we
?
This
man
shall
have
a
leg
up
,
and
this
man
shall
have
a
dressing
down
!
Creeping
vermin
,
I
know
you
!
You
've
got
out
of
your
station
.
Time
was
when
your
ears
were
clipped
.
You
've
lost
your
sense
of
proportion
.
Swollen
gas-bags
!
I
'll
keep
you
in
your
proper
place
.
Yes
,
sir
,
you
have
n't
got
over
G.
E.
C.
There
's
one
man
who
is
still
your
master
.
He
warned
you
off
,
but
if
you
WILL
come
,
by
the
Lord
you
do
it
at
your
own
risk
.
Forfeit
,
my
good
Mr.
Malone
,
I
claim
forfeit
!
You
have
played
a
rather
dangerous
game
,
and
it
strikes
me
that
you
have
lost
it
.
"
"
Look
here
,
sir
,
"
said
I
,
backing
to
the
door
and
opening
it
;
"
you
can
be
as
abusive
as
you
like
.
But
there
is
a
limit
.
You
shall
not
assault
me
.
"
"
Shall
I
not
?
"
He
was
slowly
advancing
in
a
peculiarly
menacing
way
,
but
he
stopped
now
and
put
his
big
hands
into
the
side-pockets
of
a
rather
boyish
short
jacket
which
he
wore
.
"
I
have
thrown
several
of
you
out
of
the
house
.
You
will
be
the
fourth
or
fifth
.
Three
pound
fifteen
each
--
that
is
how
it
averaged
.
Expensive
,
but
very
necessary
.
Now
,
sir
,
why
should
you
not
follow
your
brethren
?
I
rather
think
you
must
.
"
He
resumed
his
unpleasant
and
stealthy
advance
,
pointing
his
toes
as
he
walked
,
like
a
dancing
master
.
I
could
have
bolted
for
the
hall
door
,
but
it
would
have
been
too
ignominious
.
Besides
,
a
little
glow
of
righteous
anger
was
springing
up
within
me
.
I
had
been
hopelessly
in
the
wrong
before
,
but
this
man
's
menaces
were
putting
me
in
the
right
.
"
I
'll
trouble
you
to
keep
your
hands
off
,
sir
.
I
'll
not
stand
it
.
"
"
Dear
me
!
"
His
black
moustache
lifted
and
a
white
fang
twinkled
in
a
sneer
.
"
You
wo
n't
stand
it
,
eh
?
"
"
Do
n't
be
such
a
fool
,
Professor
!
"
I
cried
.
"
What
can
you
hope
for
?
I
'm
fifteen
stone
,
as
hard
as
nails
,
and
play
center
three-quarter
every
Saturday
for
the
London
Irish
.
I
'm
not
the
man
--
--
"
