"And now, if you please, we shall approach this business with a little more parteecularity.

I hear that at the hanging of Duncan Jopp--and, man! ye had a fine client there--in the middle of all the riff-raff of the ceety, ye thought fit to cry out, 'This is a damned murder, and my gorge rises at the man that haangit him.'" "No, sir, these were not my words," cried Archie.
"What were yer words, then ?" asked the Judge.
"I believe I said, 'I denounce it as a murder!'" said the son.

"I beg your pardon--a God-defying murder.

I have no wish to conceal the truth," he added, and looked his father for a moment in the face.
"God, it would only need that of it next!" cried Hermiston.

"There was nothing about your gorge rising, then ?" "That was afterwards, my lord, as I was leaving the Speculative.