Was he as severe on every measure of wrong-doing?
I fancied to myself the meeting on that lonely road between the poor white-faced creature who had looked in upon my window, and this strong merciless man.

Warmed with exercise as I was, I shivered.

Ray reminded me of those grim figures of the Old Testament.

An eye for an eye, a life for a life, were precepts with him indeed.

He was as inexorable as Fate itself.