I and mine shall never have Huntercombe now." "I'll tell you what it is," said Wheeler, almost angrily, "you will have six feet by two of it before long if you go on this way.

Was ever such folly! to fret yourself out of this jolly world because you can't get one particular slice of its upper crust.

Why, one bit of land is as good as another; and I'll show you how to get land--in this neighborhood, too.

Ay, right under Sir Charles's nose." "Show me that," said Bassett, gloomily and incredulously.
"Leave off moping, then, and I will.

I advise the bank, you know, and 'Splatchett's' farm is mortgaged up to the eyes.