Good, thou speakest plainly.
Woe betide a liar, whenso I get hold of him.

Ye want me on the Western Circuit; by God, and ye shall have me, when London traitors are spun and swung.

There is a family called De Whichehalse living very nigh thee, John ?' This he said in a sudden manner, as if to take me off my guard, and fixed his great thick eyes on me.

And in truth I was much astonished.
'Yes, my lord, there is.

At least, not so very far from us.