Finally, it was time for him to get up on his feet, and he did so, all ready to bust out with lightning and denunciations.Then he saw what he'd been about to do, and he wiped his forehead, as a man might who's just escaped falling into a pit in the dark.
For it was him they'd come for, not only Jabez Stone. He read it in the glitter of their eyes and in the way the stranger hid his mouth with one hand. And if he fought them with their own weapons, he'd fall into their power; he knew that, though he couldn't have told you how.And then he began to speak.
Stephen Vincent Benét