Here is my hand upon it, Master Lawyer." The lawyer shook hands with him heartily, for he could not but respect the man for his sturdiness and sincerity.

And when Jack was gone, Mr.
Jellicorse played with his spectacles and his snuff-box for several minutes before he could make up his mind how to deal with the matter.
Then hearing the solid knock of Jordas, who was bound to take horse for Scargate House pretty early at this time of year (with the weakening of the day among the mountains), he lost a few moments in confusion.

The dogman could not go without any answer; and how was any good answer to be given in half an hour, at the utmost?
A time had been when the lawyer studied curtness and precision under minds of abridgment in London.

But the more he had labored to introduce rash brevity into Yorkshire, and to cut away nine words out of ten, when all the ten meant one thing only, the more of contempt for his ignorance he won, and the less money he made out of it.

And no sooner did he marry than he was forced to give up that, and, like a respectable butcher, put in every pennyweight of fat that could be charged for.