The troops of ladies were off to bereave themselves of their fashionable imitation old lace adornment, which denounced them in some sort abettors and associates of the sanguinary loathed wretch, Mrs.Elizabeth Worcester, their benefactress of the previous day, now hanged and dangling on the gallows-tree.
Those ladies who wore not imitation lace or any lace in the morning, were scarcely displeased with the beau for his exposure of them that did.

The gentlemen were confounded by his exhibition of audacious power.
The two gentlemen nighest upon violently resenting his brutality to Duchess Susan, led her from the room in company with Chloe.
'The woman shall fear me to good purpose,' Mr.Beamish said to himself..