Mr.Saul looked extremely uncomfortable; he was finding the judge's effulgent personality rather compelling.

"There is no gentleman whose support I should value in quite the same sense that I should value yours, Mr.
Saul; I should like to feel my course met with your full approval," pursued the judge, with charming deference.
"You'll get yourself shot full of holes," said Mr.Saul.
"What causes me to hesitate is this: my name is unfamiliar to your citizens.

You know their prejudices, Mr.Saul; how would they regard me if I put myself forward ?" "Can't say how they would take it," rejoined Mr.Saul.
Again the judge gave him a fixed scrutiny.

Then ha shook him warmly by the hand.
"Think of what I have said; ponder it, sir, and let me have your answer at another time." And he backed from Mr.Saul's presence with spectacular politeness.
"A cheap mind!" thought the judge, as he hurried up the street.
He broached the subject to Mr.Wesley the postmaster, to Mr.Ellison the gunsmith, to Mr.Pegloe, employing much the same formula he had used with Mr.Saul, and with results almost identical.

He imagined there must be some conspiracy afoot to keep him out of the public eye, and in the end he managed to lose his temper.
"Hasn't Norton any friends ?" he demanded of Pegloe.