'Lord, Richie, you should hear my father plead in Court with his wig on.

They used to say at home I was a clever boy when I was a baby.

Saddleback, you've looked glum all the afternoon.' 'Treat your superiors respectfully,' Saddlebank retorted.
The tramp was irritating him.

That tramp had never left off smoking and leaning on his arm since we first saw him.

Two boys named Hackman and Montague, not bad fellows, grew desirous of a whiff from his pipe.