"You have no authority to go to such extremes.

I make no objection to being searched; but every objection to being soiled, and I'll not have the fingers of these scavengers about my person." "And you are right, egad!" cried Lord Ostermore, advancing.

"Harkee, you dirty spy, this is no way to deal with gentlemen.

Be off, now, and take your carrion-crows with you, or I'll have my grooms in with their whips to you." "To me ?" roared Green.

"I represent the Secretary of State." "Ye'll represent a side of raw venison if you tarry here," the earl promised him.