"The tall one, with the brassy-brown, copper-red hair, the bright blue eye, and the figure of a queen.

Her like is not in all the world!" "Methought 'twas more like to be the other," replied Will.

"Yet you--how dare you think thus of that lady?
Why, Jack, 'twas the Lady Catharine Knollys, sister to the Earl of Banbury!" Law did not at once make any answer.

He turned to the dressing-table and began making such shift as he could to better his appearance.
"Will," said he, at length, "you are, as ever, a babe and a suckling.

I quite despair of you.