Homer is already in telegraphic communication with every town around here, and we'll have those men before night.

All you've got to do is to control yourselves a little and go home quietly." He could see that his words (except those in reference to returning home--no one was going home) made an impression.

There rose a babble of shouting and argument and swearing that grew continually louder, and the faces the lawyer looked down on were creased with perplexity, and shadowed with an anger that settled darker and darker.
Mr.Ephraim Watts, in spite of all confusion, clad as carefully as upon the preceding day, deliberately climbed the fence and stood by the lawyer and made a single steady gesture with his hand.

He was listened to at once, as his respect for the law was less notorious than his irreverence for it, and he had been known in Carlow as a customarily reckless man.

They wanted illegal and desperate advice, and quieted down to hear it.