He mumbled and muttered; he sank back in his chair; he chuckled; he hiccupped; he fell asleep.
All and more than all that Mountjoy feared, he had now discovered.

In a state of sobriety, the doctor was probably one of those men who are always ready to lie.

In a state of intoxication the utterances of his drunken delirium might unconsciously betray the truth.

The reason which he had given for Lord Harry's continued absence in Ireland, could not be wisely rejected as unworthy of belief.

It was in the reckless nature of the wild lord to put his own life in peril, in the hope of revenging Arthur Mountjoy on the wretch who had killed him.