I've told you that I'm interested." "He can't see that it won't be burnt down to-night.

A fire, sir, is a thing that may happen any night." Then old Sapt suddenly burst into a roar, half-speech, half laughter.
"By God, what a thing!" he roared; and James smiled complacently.
"There's a fate about it," said the constable.

"There's a strange fate about it.

The man was born to it.

We'd have done it before if Michael had throttled the king in that cellar, as I thought he would.