Draw up the warrants, Mr.Jinks.

Muzzle!' 'Yes, your Worship.' 'Is Grummer downstairs ?' 'Yes, your Worship.' 'Send him up.' The obsequious Muzzle retired, and presently returned, introducing the elderly gentleman in the top-boots, who was chiefly remarkable for a bottle-nose, a hoarse voice, a snuff-coloured surtout, and a wandering eye.
'Grummer,' said the magistrate.
'Your Wash-up.' 'Is the town quiet now ?' 'Pretty well, your Wash-up,' replied Grummer.

'Pop'lar feeling has in a measure subsided, consekens o' the boys having dispersed to cricket.' 'Nothing but vigorous measures will do in these times, Grummer,' said the magistrate, in a determined manner.

'If the authority of the king's officers is set at naught, we must have the riot act read.

If the civil power cannot protect these windows, Grummer, the military must protect the civil power, and the windows too.