Marcus: We're very sorry. Stylax: No, we're not. For all this guy knows, we could be mega-minted poshos in disguise. Shopkeeper: It will be a superb disguise. Stylax: Cheers.

By thy upwreathed locks that scent the wind, O! hear my prayer, and aid; for Myrrha is unkind!

The mayor observed that it was great presumption in Wilson, who was a stroller, to proceed to such extremities with a gentleman of family and fortune; and threatened to commit him on the vagrant act.

Smith tried to buy the pot on the river with a huge bluff