But I am a perfect stranger in these parts; and I would willingly learn, from a sensible man like you, a little of this same Plot, of which men speak so much, and appear to know so little." "Learn a little of it ?--Why, it is the most horrible--the most damnable, bloodthirsty beast of a Plot--But hold, hold, my good master; I hope, in the first place, you believe there is a Plot; for, otherwise, the Justice must have a word with you, as sure as my name is John Whitecraft." "It shall not need," said Peveril; "for I assure you, mine host, I believe in the Plot as freely and fully as a man can believe in anything he cannot understand." "God forbid that anybody should pretend to understand it," said the implicit constable; "for his worship the Justice says it is a mile beyond him; and he be as deep as most of them.

But men may believe, though they do not understand; and that is what the Romanists say themselves.

But this I am sure of, it makes a rare stirring time for justices, and witnesses, and constables .-- So here's to your health again, gentlemen, in a cup of neat canary." "Come, come, John Whitecraft," said the wife, "do not you demean yourself by naming witnesses along with justices and constables.

All the world knows how they come by their money." "Ay, but all the world knows that they _do_ come by it, dame; and that is a great comfort.

They rustle in their canonical silks, and swagger in their buff and scarlet, who but they ?--Ay, ay, the cursed fox thrives--and not so cursed neither.