'I did not come here to talk to you.

And do you, my good woman, attend to me a moment.

I have a word to say about your daughter.' 'Not a word! Mrs.Masterson,' the attorney cried his eyes almost bursting from his head with excitement.
Sir George was thunderstruck.

"Is the man an idiot ?" he exclaimed, staring at him.

And then, "I'll tell you what it is, Mr.Fishwick, or whatever your name is--a little more of this, and I shall lay my cane across your back." "I am in my duty," the attorney answered, dancing on his feet.
"Then you will suffer in it!" Sir George retorted.