Dame Swineford thought it was like the dead palsy.

But no, no, dame, said I, it is the heart, it is the heart." "Can ye not stir his mind to any pastimes ?" said Tressilian.
"He is clean and quite off his sports," said Will Badger; "hath neither touched backgammon or shovel-board, nor looked on the big book of harrowtry wi' Master Mumblazen.

I let the clock run down, thinking the missing the bell might somewhat move him--for you know, Master Edmund, he was particular in counting time--but he never said a word on't, so I may e'en set the old chime a-towling again.

I made bold to tread on Bungay's tail too, and you know what a round rating that would ha' cost me once a-day; but he minded the poor tyke's whine no more than a madge howlet whooping down the chimney--so the case is beyond me." "Thou shalt tell me the rest within doors, Will.

Meanwhile, let this person be ta'en to the buttery, and used with respect.