One wire was sharp as a needle.

I know, because it stuck into a finger more than once.

Why shouldn't it scratch a man's cheek, and the cut open again next morning ?" "By jing, you've got your knife into Mr.Grant, an' no mistake," commented Robinson.
"You yourself gave him a nasty jab at the inquest," sneered Elkin.
"I was just tellin' the facts." "So am I.I think you ought to know about that hat and the other things.
I would recognize them anywhere.

Furneaux had something up his sleeve, too, or he wouldn't have pumped Tomlin...

Woa, boy! So long, Robinson! I must put this youngster into his stall." "I'll wait, Mr.Elkin," said Robinson solemnly.