But at this point he was still subservient, still outwardly humble, in spite of the blackhearted villainy that was even then burgeoning in his breast. And before Kneebone could draw his sword, he felled him to the ground with the iron bar. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. “Please stop fighting me.
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