Faith! to think that I was nigh forgetting that when last you and I met, sir, you had just taken or were about to take Holy Orders....

Ah! how well the thought of the Angelus fits in with your clerical garb....

I recollect that the latter was mightily becoming to you, sir..." "Shall we proceed to settle the conditions of the fight, Sir Percy ?" said Chauvelin, interrupting the flow of his antagonist's gibes, and trying to disguise his irritation beneath a mask of impassive reserve.
"The choice of weapons you mean," here interposed His Royal Highness, "but I thought that swords had already been decided on." "Quite so, your Highness," assented Blakeney, "but there are various little matters in connection with this momentous encounter which are of vast importance....

Am I not right, Monsieur ?...

Gentlemen, I appeal to you....