'Tis true, she had in ordinary and familiar conversation a touch of the brogue; but, when excited, or holding converse with respectable persons, her language was such as would have done no discredit to many persons in a much higher rank of life.
After she had left the room, Folliard looked towards the door by which she had taken her exit, as if he had her still in his vision.
He paused--he meditated--he walked about, and seemed taken thoroughly aback.
"By earth and sky," he exclaimed, "but that's the most comical affair I have seen yet.

Comical! no, not a touch of comicality in it.

Zounds, is it possible that the, jade has coerced and beaten me ?--dared to beard the lion in his own den--to strip him, as it were, of his claws, and to pull the very fangs out of his jaws, and, after all, to walk away in triumph?
Hang me, but I must have a strong touch of the coward in me or I would not have knuckled as I did to the jade.

Yet, hold--can I, or ought I to be angry with her, when I know that this hellish racket all proceeded from her love to Helen.

Hang me, but she's a precious bit of goods, and I'll contrive to make her a present, somehow, for her courage.