I tell you we should look devilish romantic shovelling out the sod by the moon's pale ray.

Here, put some gin in this.' 'I beg of you, Mr Finsbury, do not trifle with my misery,' cried Pitman.
'You see before you a man who has been all his life--I do not hesitate to say it--imminently respectable.

Even in this solemn hour I can lay my hand upon my heart without a blush.

Except on the really trifling point of the smuggling of the Hercules (and even of that I now humbly repent), my life has been entirely fit for publication.

I never feared the light,' cried the little man; 'and now--now--!' 'Cheer up, old boy,' said Michael.