I never lose my temper, without I hearken lies.

And for you to go and say that I never saw Sir Duncan--" "I said nothing of the kind, my friend.

But you did not come here to talk about Duncan, or Captain, or Colonel, or Nabob, or Rajah, or whatever potentate he may be--of him we desire to know nothing more--a man who ran away, and disgraced his family, and killed his poor father, knows better than ever to set his foot on Scargate land again.

You talk about having a lease from him, a man with fifty wives, I dare say, and a hundred children! We all know what they are out there." There are very few tricks of the human face divine more forcibly expressive of contempt than the lowering of the eyelids so that only a narrow streak of eye is exposed to the fellow-mortal, and that streak fixed upon him steadfastly; and the contumely is intensified when (as in the present instance) the man who does it is gifted with yellow lashes on the under lid.

Jack o' the Smithies treated Mr.Jellicorse to a gaze of this sort; and the lawyer, whose wrath had been feigned, to rouse the other's, and so extract full information, began to feel his own temper rise.