Look at this Mr.Hayes" (who stood trembling in his shoes).
"Can there be a bolder, properer, straighter gentleman?
We'll have him for a grenadier before the day's over!" "Take heart, John--don't be frightened.

Psha! I tell you I know the man" cried out Mrs.Hayes: "he is only here to extort money." "Oh, for that matter, I DO think I recollect the lady.

Let me see; where was it?
At Birmingham, I think,--ay, at Birmingham,--about the time when they tried to murder Count Gal--" "Oh, sir!" here cried Madam Hayes, dropping her voice at once from a tone of scorn to one of gentlest entreaty, "what is it you want with my husband?
I know not, indeed, if ever I saw you before.

For what do you seize him?
How much will you take to release him, and let us go?
Name the sum; he is rich, and--" "RICH, Catherine!" cried Hayes.

"Rich!--O heavens! Sir, I have nothing but my hands to support me: I am a poor carpenter, sir, working under my father!" "He can give twenty guineas to be free; I know he can!" said Mrs.Cat.
"I have but a guinea to carry me home," sighed out Hayes.
"But you have twenty at home, John," said his wife.