I tell thee, coz, that thou art the strongest man that ever I laid mine eyes upon.

I take my vow, I felt my stomach quake when I beheld thee pluck up yon green tree as thou didst.

But tell me, how camest thou to leave Sir Edward and thy mother ?" "Alas!" answered young Gamwell, "it is an ill story, uncle, that I have to tell thee.

My father's steward, who came to us after old Giles Crookleg died, was ever a saucy varlet, and I know not why my father kept him, saving that he did oversee with great judgment.

It used to gall me to hear him speak up so boldly to my father, who, thou knowest, was ever a patient man to those about him, and slow to anger and harsh words.