He rose now and strode across the room and back; from the wall the heavy echo of his footfall came sharply back.

And he paused in front of Nash, looming above his foreman like some primitive monster, or as the Grecian heroes loomed above the rank and file at the siege of Troy.

He was like a relic of some earlier period when bigger men were needed for a greater physical labour.
"What does he want ?" "I don't know.

Says he wants to ask for the right of hunting on your old place on the other side of the range.

Which I'd tell a man it's jest a lie.