I did not, then, often meet Mr.Vigors at the houses in which I occasionally spent my evenings.

I heard of his enmity as a man safe in his home hears the sough of a wind on a common without.

If now and then we chanced to pass in the streets, he looked up at me (he was a small man walking on tiptoe) with a sullen scowl of dislike; and from the height of my stature, I dropped upon the small man and sullen scowl the affable smile of supreme indifference..