'I see him this afternoon.' 'My duty called me to the Lobby when our shop shut up; and I saw him there, sir,' Mr Tappertit replied, as he and his lieutenants took their seats.

'How do YOU do ?' 'Lively, master, lively,' said the fellow.

'Here's a new brother, regularly put down in black and white by Muster Gashford; a credit to the cause; one of the stick-at-nothing sort; one arter my own heart.
D'ye see him?
Has he got the looks of a man that'll do, do you think ?' he cried, as he slapped Hugh on the back.
'Looks or no looks,' said Hugh, with a drunken flourish of his arm, 'I'm the man you want.

I hate the Papists, every one of 'em.

They hate me and I hate them.