The fight was fair enough, but the devil only knows what a dozen fools in a jury box may think.

Besides, there's Sally--she'll have something to say, I'll swear." "Sally?
What the deuce has she to do with us ?" "More than you think, Mr.Dorrimore.

She's as like as not to make out that the quarrel was forced upon the fellow to get him out of the way.
You see, she's set her heart on him." "Sally Salisbury's heart?
What, has the saucy jade got one ?" demanded Dorrimore derisively.
"She thinks so, and with Sally that's as good as having one.

You might find it prudent to take refuge in France for a while till the affair blows over.

It would be bad enough to kill the man right out, but a thousand times worse to leave him to bleed to death.