looked sour and glum, and would not open his mouth.
JOHN BULL .-- I wish thee all the success that thy heart can desire, and that these honest gentlemen of the long robe may have their belly full of law.
Nic.

could stand it no longer, but flung out of the room with disdain, and beckoned the lawyers to follow him.
JOHN BULL .-- B'ye, b'ye, Nic,; not one poor smile at parting?
won't you shake your day-day, Nic?
b'ye, Nic .-- With that John marched out of the common road, across the country, to take possession of Ecclesdown..