For the sake of my own peace, I have made a vow neither to see her, nor to hear, if possible, tidings of her, till three full years are past.

Dixi ?" Mr.Coffin rose.
"Gentlemen, I may submit to be outdone by Mr.Leigh in eloquence, but not in generosity; if he leaves these parts for three years, I do so also." "And go in charity with all mankind," said Cary.

"Give us your hand, old fellow.

If you are a Coffin, you were sawn out of no wishy-washy elm-board, but right heart-of-oak.

I am going, too, as Amyas here can tell, to Ireland away, to cool my hot liver in a bog, like a Jack-hare in March.