Most of his time he would spend in his room, with the door locked upon the inside, but sometimes he would emerge in a sort of drunken frenzy and would burst out of the house and tear about the garden with a revolver in his hand, screaming out that he was afraid of no man, and that he was not to be cooped up, like a sheep in a pen, by man or devil.
Pasaba la mayor parte del tiempo en su habitación, con la puerta cerrada por dentro, pero a veces salía en una especie de frenesí alcohólico, y se lanzaba fuera de la casa para recorrer el jardín con un revólver en la mano, gritando que él no tenía miedo a nadie y que no se dejaría acorralar, como oveja en el redil, ni por hombres ni por diablos,