Leaning forward, with his chest on the cushions, he would pommel the Evil One with both hands, and then, whirling round to the left, shake his fist at Bell Whamond's neckerchief.

With a sudden jump he would fix Pete Todd's youngest boy catching flies at the laft window.

Stiffening unexpectedly, he would leap three times in the air, and then gather himself in a corner for a fearsome spring.

When he wept he seemed to be laughing, and he laughed in a paroxysm of tears.

He tried to tear the devil out of the pulpit rails.