"What is this will ?" "Oh, it's merely a matter of form," said the lawyer, riding up.

"For heaven's sake, madam, be peaceable; let my friends, Higgs, Biggs, and Blatherwick, arrange with me.

I am surprised that none of their people are here.

All that you have to do is to eject us; and the rest will follow, of course." "Who has taken possession of this here property ?" roars Jemmy, again.
"My friend Mr.Scapgoat," said the lawyer .-- Mr.Scapgoat grinned.
"Mr.Scapgoat," said my wife, shaking her fist at him (for she is a woman of no small spirit), "if you don't leave this ground I'll have you pushed out with pitchforks, I will--you and your beggarly blackamoor yonder." And, suiting the action to the word, she clapped a stable fork into the hands of one of the gardeners, and called another, armed with a rake, to his help, while young Tug set the dog at their heels, and I hurrahed for joy to see such villany so properly treated.
"That's sufficient, ain't it ?" said Mr.Scapgoat, with the calmest air in the world.

"Oh, completely," said the lawyer.