"Gaston, Gaston!" she said, in a whisper heard only by the woman sitting next to her, who though a stranger gave a murmur of sympathy.
Gaston made his last effort in a comparison of the state of the English people now and before she became Cromwell's Commonwealth, and then incisively traced the social development onwards.

It was the work of a man with a dramatic nature and a mathematical turn.

He put the time, the manners, the movements, the men, as in a picture.
Presently he grew scornful.

His words came hotly, like whip-lashes.
He rose to force and power, though his voice was never loud, rather concentrated, resonant.

It dropped suddenly to a tone of persuasiveness and conciliation, and declaring that the bill would be merely vicious where it meant to be virtuous, ended with the question: "Shall we burn the house to roast the pig ?" "That sounds American," said the member for Burton-Halsey, "but he hasn't an accent.