Since his wife's death, however, Miles Calhoun had deteriorated; he had become unreasonable.
As the elder Calhoun made his announcement about the battle of Brest and the English victory, a triumphant smile lighted his flushed face, and under his heavy grey brows his eyes danced with malicious joy.
"Howe's a wonder!" he said.

"He'll make those mad, red republicans hunt their holes.

Eh, isn't that your view, Ivy ?" he asked of a naval captain who had evidently brought the news.
Captain Ivy nodded.
"Yes, it's a heavy blow for the French bloodsuckers.

If their ideas creep through Europe and get hold of England, God only knows what the end will be! In their view, to alter everything is the only way to put things right.

No doubt they'll invent a new way to be born before they've finished." "Well, that wouldn't be a bad idea," remarked Dyck.