Once his fingers strayed to the handle of his hunting-knife, and I should have interfered had I not been conscious that Wickliffe was on his guard.

we will not suppose that the Grooves are of an equal depth with the Rough-working of the Gouge

The defensive armor with the horses of the ancient knights ... These are frequently, though improperly, stiled barbs.

[…] were deafened in the awe-inspiring roar of the torrent, the reboations of which we heard at some distance after we had left the spot whence they proceeded.