Then came the brandy-and-water; and while Henry's teeth were clattering at the glass and he was trying to sip the liquid, Dr.Amboyne suddenly lifted his head, and took a keen survey of the countenances round him.

He saw the general expression of pity on the rugged faces.

He also observed one rough fellow who wore a strange wild look: the man seemed puzzled, scared, confused like one half awakened from some hideous dream.

This was the grinder who had come into the works in place of the hand Cheetham had discharged for refusing to grind cockney blades.
"Hum!" said Dr.Amboyne, and appeared to be going into a brown study.
But he shook that off, and said briskly, "Now, then, what was his crime?
Did he owe some mutual aid society six-and-four-pence ?" "That's right," said Reynolds, sullenly, "throw every thing on the Union.

If we knew who it was, he'd lie by the side of this one in less than a minute, and, happen, not get up again so soon." A growl of assent confirmed the speaker's words.