“How can you do that if you don't believe in God?” “I believe in God. I never said I didn't believe in God.” “You don't sound like a Hasid, though,” I told him. “What do I sound like?” “Like a—an apikoros.”

The sales pitch worked like a charm.

He was one of the six Eleutherians whom Governor George Phenny had selected from among the inhabitants of the Colony as fit persons to be recommended to His Majesty to be elected by the Public to make an Assembly, or execute other public offices under the Government.

Alternative form: east-northeastwards