And he was alone.
"The girl's fooled him," muttered Dorrimore between his set teeth.

"That wouldn't matter a tinker's curse, but she's fooled us as well.

Rofflash, I've a mind to pick a quarrel with the fellow and pink him." "And get yourself landed in Newgate.

Don't you know, sir, it's against the law to draw a sword in the Park?
If you're going to be so mad, I'll say good evening.

I'll have nought to do with such folly.