I tried to intimidate him, but
it would not do; and I believe I would have given all that I had in
the world to be quit of him. He at length went so far as first to
kick me, and then strike me on the face; and, being both older and
stronger than he, I thought it scarcely became me to take such
insults patiently. I was, nevertheless, well aware that the devilish
powers of his mother would finally prevail; and either the dread
of this, or the inward consciousness of having wronged him,
certainly unnerved my arm, for I fought wretchedly, and was
soon wholly overcome. I was so sore defeated that I kneeled and
was going to beg his pardon; but another thought struck me
momentarily, and I threw myself on my face, and inwardly
begged aid from heaven; at the same time I felt as if assured that
my prayer was heard, and would be answered. While I was in this
humble attitude, the villain kicked me with his foot and cursed
me; and I, being newly encouraged, arose and encountered him
once more. We had not fought long at this second turn before I
saw a man hastening towards us; on which I uttered a shout of
joy, and laid on valiantly; but my very next look assured me that
the man was old John Barnet, whom I had likewise wronged all
that was in my power, and between these two wicked persons I
expected anything but justice.
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