"I want a warrant for the arrest of this big scoundrel."
"For killing Bruiser? That appears to have been in self-defence."
"No; for assault and battery on me, Nathan Tarbox, a free-born American citizen. It's come to a pretty pass if I am to be attacked and nearly killed by a foreign Norwegian, who has come over to America to take the bread from our own citizens."
"Well, I suppose I must give you what you desire, Mr. Tarbox, if you insist upon it," said the squire.
"Of course I insist upon it. I'm not goin' to be trampled under foot by a minion of a foreign power."
"Do you happen to know the giant's name?" asked the squire.
Mr. Tarbox scratched his head.
"I can't say I rightly remember his name. I think it's Enoch."
"Enoch! Very likely. That's a good Bible name. Just wait here a moment, Mr. Tarbox, and I will make out an order of arrest."