'If you had let me go in an hour ago' (said he), 'I would have served them in the same way.' But the old tactician was right, for he knew Noah to be a man of such nerve and self-possession, that the thought of so much depending upon him would not have the paralysing effect that it would upon many others.

He was sure of him, and Noah afterwards felt the compliment.

Mann was short in stature, and, when stripped, as swarthy as a gipsy.

He was all muscle, with no incumbrance whatever of flesh; remarkably broad in the chest, with large hips and spider legs; he had not an ounce of flesh about him, but it was where it ought to be.

He always played without his hat (the sun could not affect _his_ complexion), and he took a liking to me as a boy, because I did the same." [Sidenote: A LURGASHALL SATIRIST] Lurgashall, on the road to Northchapel, is a pleasant village, with a green, and a church unique among Sussex churches by virtue of a curious wooden gallery or cloister, said to have been built as a shelter for parishioners from a distance, who would eat their nuncheon there.