'You dare not. There.' He struck him again.
Olver's face became purple, but he did not fulfil his threat.
'It was for your good that I drove them away,' said Dench in a low tone. 'You do not know what you are about, taking this woman into your house.'
'I should think I knew better than you.'
'No, captain, you mistake. Have you considered how folk will talk, what they will say about it?'
'Let them talk and say what they will, I care not one doit.'
'You do not know the woman as well as I myself do. She will twist you about her little finger.'
Job laughed scornfully.
'Bah!' said he. 'Look at me—at my bulk, there is no twisting of that.'
'She will find out everything you desire to keep concealed.'