"no, no, neighbor!" cried robin, flourishing his cudgel, and then thrusting its larger end close to the man's muffled face. "no, no, i'm not the fool you take me for, nor do you pass till i have an answer to my question. whereabouts is the dwelling of my kinsman, major molineux?" the stranger, instead of attempting to force his passage, stepped back into the moonlight, unmuffled his face, and stared full into that of robin.