But when there is no human power to help, how naturally does the human mind look for some divine intervention on the side of Right! And Ralph's faith in Providence looked in the direction of Bud.

But since no Bud came, he shut down the valves and rose to his feet, proudly, defiantly, fiercely calm.
"It's of no use for me to say anything.

Peter Jones has sworn to a deliberate falsehood, and he knows it.

He has made his wife perjure her poor soul that she dare not call her own." Here Pete's fists clenched, but Ralph in his present humor did not care for mobs.

The spirit of the bulldog had complete possession of him.