Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, No. 736, February 2, 1878Various
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Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, No. 736, February 2, 1878
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Considering that he was upwards of six feet in height, broad and stout
in proportion, with well-developed sinewy limbs, the description would
have been accurate; and I said so.
‘If you feel any doubt of it,’ he resumed, still in the same peculiar
tone, ‘oblige me by examining that muscle.’ And he stretched out for my
inspection an arm that could have felled an ox—firm and strong as a bar
of iron.
‘I am quite satisfied of your muscular strength and powerful physical
development, Mr Hesketh,’ I said, with an effort to appear unconcerned
and amused, which I was conscious was a dead failure. ‘And now, with
your permission, I think we had better descend.’
‘Not just this moment, my precious little bantam cock,’ was the
startling rejoinder. ‘Sorry to detain you, believe me, but I must
trouble you with another question. Supposing, now, that you and I, dear
friend, were to have a tussle at the top of this chimney, and that each
of us was trying to throw the other over, which, should you think,
would have the better chance of accomplishing his purpose?’
Summoning to my aid all the manliness of which I was possessed, I
courageously declined to answer this question—asserting that the case
was not a supposable one, seeing that I entertained towards him no
feelings of enmity, and that I felt sure he had no desire to injure me.
‘Look in my face and see if I haven’t!’ he rejoined in loud fierce
accents, very different from those he had hitherto employed. ‘Look in
my face, Mr Frederick Carleton, and see if I haven’t!’
I did look, and my heart died within me—for on the face of the man who
still retained my arm in his iron grip on the top of that terrible
chimney, I saw an expression of fiendish hate and malignance, of the
like of which I could not have believed a human countenance capable.
As my eyes fell before the awful glare of his, he laughed. ‘You have
read your answer, I see,’ he said. ‘And now, listen. Seat yourself upon
the parapet exactly where you now stand; observe as closely as you
please what I am about to do; but stir one step to hinder it, and as I
live, I will hurl you below!’
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