May not a man do what he likes with his own ?" The argument seemed to strike home.

There is always a lurking sense of rude justice in a mob--at least a British mob.
"Don't you see how foolish you were ?--You tried threats, too.

Now you all know Mr.Fletcher; you are his men--some of you.

He is not a man to be threatened." This seemed to be taken rather angrily; but John went on speaking, as if he did not observe the fact.
"Nor am I one to be threatened, neither.

Look here--the first one of you who attempted to break into Mr.Fletcher's house I should most certainly have shot.