I should as soon think of trusting a woman.

Tickle the ears of their reverences with any idle nonsense you please: but tell them nothing you care to have repeated.

I was once a disciple of Saint Peter myself, and speak from experience." "Who are you ?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses.
"I'm surprised you've not asked that question before, Sir Rowland.

It would have saved me much circumlocution, and you some suspense.

My name is Wild--Jonathan Wild." And the great thief-taker indulged himself in a chuckle at the effect produced by this announcement.