It is all very well to jest as we have been doing, but my mind is made up." "Stop," said Cary.

"You must stay here tonight; first, for good fellowship's sake; and next, because I want the advice of our Phoenix here, our oracle, our paragon.

There, Mr.Frank, can you construe that for me?
Speak low, though, gentlemen both; there comes my father; you had better give me the letter again.

Well, father, whence this morning ?" "Eh, company here?
Young men, you are always welcome, and such as you.
Would there were more of your sort in these dirty times! How is your good mother, Frank, eh?
Where have I been, Will?
Round the house-farm, to look at the beeves.

That sheeted heifer of Prowse's is all wrong; her coat stares like a hedgepig's.