L. V. Hodgkin, A Book of Quaker Saints
“ Like lightning, George Fox turned round on the high step where he was standing near to Priest Lampitt, and saw at his elbow the little pompous Justice, his face flushed, full of fussiness about his own dignity and anxious to arrange everything according to his own ideas.George Fox, who felt he had a message from God to deliver, had no intention of being interrupted by any man in this way. ”
