We want clear proof, sworn properly and attested duly, of the death of a villain--George Castlewood, otherwise the Honorable George Castlewood, otherwise Lord Castlewood: a man who murdered his own father ten years ago this November: a man committed for trial for the crime, but who bribed his jailers and escaped, and wandered all over the Continent.

What is that noise?
Have you got rats ?" "Plenty of foreign rats, and native 'coons, and skunks, and other varmint.

Wal, Squire, go on with it." The voice of Uncle Sam was stern, and his face full of rising fury, as I, who had made that noise in my horror, tried to hush my heart with patience.
"The story is well known," continued the stranger: "we need make no bones of it.

George Castlewood went about under a curse--" "Not quite so loud, Squire, if you please.

My household is not altogether seasoned." "And perhaps you have got the young lady somewhere.