Why harass and annoy me with your alarms?
Conspiracy, blood, and massacre are the feeblest terms in your vocabulary.

It is absolutely ridiculous, sir, and I beg you will put an end to it." "I would be very glad to do so, sir," replied Purcel; "and still more satisfied if I had never had anything to do with the temporalities of your church." "I don't see why, above all men living, you should say so, Purcel; you have feathered your nest tolerably well by the temporalities of our church." "If I have, sir," replied the proctor, "it has been at the expense of my popularity and good name.

I and my family are looked upon as a part and parcel of your system, and, I may add, as the worst and most odious part of it.

I and they are looked upon as the bitterest enemies of the people; and because we endeavor to get out of them the means of enabling you to maintain your rank in the world, we are obliged to hear ourselves branded every day in the week as villains, oppressors, and blood-suckers.

This, however, we could bear; but to know that we are marked down for violence, brutality, and, if possible, assassination, is a penalty for which nothing in your establishment could compensate us.
I and my sons have received several notices of violence in every shape, and we are obliged to sleep with our house half filled with arms and ammunition, in dread of an attack every night in the year." "Well, well," replied Turbot, "this, after all, is but the old story; the matter is only an ebullition, and will pass away.