'He might just as well have gone on with his party and had his fun out.' 'It will, I imagine, be necessary to make more than one example, Mr.Tudor,' said Mr.Snape, with a voice of utmost severity.
'A-a-a-men,' said Charley.

'If everything else fails, I think I'll go into the green line.

You couldn't give me a helping hand, could you, Mr.Snape ?' There was a rumour afloat in the office that Mr.Snape's wife held some little interest in a small greengrocer's establishment.
'Mr.Tudor to attend in the board-room, immediately,' said a fat messenger, who opened the door wide with a start, and then stood with it in his hand while he delivered the message.
'All right,' said Charley; 'I'll tumble up and be with them in ten seconds;' and then collecting together a large bundle of the arrears of the Kennett and Avon lock entries, being just as much as he could carry, he took the disordered papers and placed them on Mr.Snape's desk, exactly over the paper on which he was writing, and immediately under his nose.
'Mr.Tudor--Mr.Tudor!' said Snape.
'As I am to tear myself away from you, Mr.Snape, it is better that I should hand over these valuable documents to your safe keeping.

There they are, Mr.Snape; pray see that you have got them all;' and so saying, he left the room to attend to the high behests of Mr.Oldeschole.
As he went along the passages he met Verax Corkscrew returning from his interview.

'Well, Screwy,' said he, 'and how fares it with you?
Pork chops are bad things in summer, ain't they ?' 'It's all U-P,' said Corkscrew, almost crying.