The spectacle was presented of a band of legal gentlemen vociferating mightily for swords and the onset, like the Austrian empress's Magyars, to vindicate her just and holy cause.

Our Law-courts failing, they threatened Parliament, and for a last resort, the country! We are not going to be the woman Warwick without a stir, my brethren.
Emma, an early riser that morning, for the purpose of a private consultation with Mr.Redworth, found her lying placidly wakeful, to judge by appearances.
'You have not slept, my dear child ?' 'Perfectly,' said Diana, giving her hand and offering the lips.

'I'm only having a warm morning bath in bed,' she added, in explanation of a chill moisture that the touch of her exposed skin betrayed; for whatever the fun of the woman Warwick, there had been sympathetic feminine horrors in the frame of the sentient woman.
Emma fancied she kissed a quiet sufferer.

A few remarks very soon set her wildly laughing.

Both were laughing when Danvers entered the room, rather guilty, being late; and the sight of the prim-visaged maid she had been driving among the lawyers kindled Diana's comic imagination to such a pitch that she ran riot in drolleries, carrying her friend headlong on the tide.
'I have not laughed so much since you were married,' said Emma.
'Nor I, dear; proving that the bar to it was the ceremony,' said Diana.
She promised to remain at Copsley three days.