Speak to me of starving--there's the touch.

You're a man, they tell me, Mr.Archer, that has met with some reverses ?' 'I have met with many,' replied Mr.Archer.
'Ha!' said Jonathan.

'None reckons but the last.

Now, see; I tried to make this girl here understand me.' 'Uncle,' said Nance, 'what should Mr.Archer care for your concerns?
He hath troubles of his own, and came to be at peace, I think.' 'I tried to make her understand me,' repeated Jonathan doggedly; 'and now I'll try you.

Do you think this world is fair ?' 'Fair and false!' quoth Mr.Archer.
The old man laughed immoderately.