The man who was Phylax when I first arrived was named Gig, and he terrified
us all because of his fierce appearance and awful temper. When he was off
duty he drank, and sometimes chased the younger brothers with his axe. Gig
never entered the House, so if one could prevent Gig from ever getting between
one and the House, one could usually escape without much trouble. But Gig
was wily as well as mean, and would often surprise one out on a trail, and
then a hair-raising chase would ensue. To my knowledge he never caught anyone,
though some of the brothers injured themselves slightly in trying to get
away from him.
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