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line, equal in depth and size. You may make scars like that by hitting soft wood with a carpenter's hammer-and that is what somebody did to Thurstan, only there is nothing soft about his ferocious little skull. You would hate to receive such blows. You would hate, still more, to be the man who dealt them, if Thurstan lay under your hammer.
Life has beaten him like iron on an anvil.
He comes from the region of Durham City. That is, he lived there before he came here. His origins lie a little further north. His is the wild blood of the Border. He was a collier, once. He knows what it is to lie in the hot darkness pecking tons of hard coal out of the seam. He doesn't have to tell you this : he wears the miner's trade-mark-blue freckles of buried coal in his face. He talks a dialect difficult to comprehend. Since the moment of his arrival, three hours ago, he has spoken only three words. A harmless old man, a Scripture Reader, called, and asked the recruits to gather in a far corner of the room. Thurstan said : "Ah no gang," meaning, "I will not go." He is a dangerous man, a rebel, inflammable as fire-damp, touchy as a half-broken pit-pony and equally willing to kick or bite-obstinate, morose, savage as a caracal, quick as a lynx, courageous as a wild pig and twice as hard to stop. He has a wife, somewhere in the stormy north, whom he has forgotten like a parcel in a bus. There will be trouble with Thurstan. We can smell it, like something smouldering.
There always was trouble with Thurstan. Hadrian built a wall to keep him out, but he came right in and thumbed his busted nose at the iron might of Rome.

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