In less than 30 seconds, Sowerbutt had grabbed the tubby foreman in a vice-like grip, dragged him backwards down the stairs and pushed him out through the front door and down the steps onto East India Dock Road. His record was 20 seconds when he king-hit a drunken sailor who sailed through air from the first floor and landed at the bottom of the stairs on an easy chair. Sowerbutt leapt after him and threw him through the front door.
After that demonstration, Polly had snapped: “You enjoy it, don’t you? You’re not just running a business, you love the violence. You’re a dangerous man.”
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