What is it made like ?" The unfortunate creditor was forced to stand forth.

The Chancellor glared fiercely on him, stormed at him, and sent him away half dead with fright.

"While I live," the poor man said, as he tottered out of the court, "I shall never forget that terrible countenance." And now the day of retribution had arrived.
The Trimmer was walking through Wapping, when he saw a well known face looking out of the window of an alehouse.

He could not be deceived.

The eyebrows, indeed, had been shaved away.