Stretching forth his flabby paw, Mr. Chadband lays the same on Jo's arm and considers where to station him. Jo, very doubtful of his reverend friend's intentions and not at all clear but that something practical and painful is going to be done to him, mutters, "You let me alone. I never said nothink to you. You let me alone."

Stretching forth his flabby paw, Mr. Chadband lays it on Jo's arm. Jo, very doubtful of his intentions, mutters, "You let me alone. I never said nothink to you."
