And before nightfall the neighbours, who had so long tolerated his wickedness, broke every pane of glass in his windows.
During all this, Lewis Lorraine and his uncle stayed at our house.

The Colonel spent his time between holding indignant investigations, writing indignant letters (which he allowed us to seal with his huge signet), and walking backwards and forwards to the town to buy presents for the little boys.
When Snuffy ran away, and the school was left to itself, Colonel Jervois strode off to the nearest farm, requisitioned a waggon, and having packed the boys into it, bought loaves and milk enough to breakfast them all, and transported the whole twenty-eight to our door.

He left four with my mother, and marched off with the rest.

The Woods took in a large batch, and in the course of the afternoon he had for love or money quartered them all.

He betrayed no nervousness in dealing with numbers, in foraging for supplies, or in asking for what he wanted.