We turned into the street and realised it was a dead-end.

I lit upon a rare book in a second-hand bookseller's.

[S]he had thought to discover a burglar of one or another accepted type—either a dashing cracksman in full-blown evening dress, lithe, polished, pantherish, or a common yegg, a red-eyed, unshaven burly brute in the rags and tatters of a tramp.

Consider a fact-pattern that goes into elaborate detail about the citizenship of each of the parties, and how the amount in dispute in the litigation exceeds $75,000 exclusive of interests and costs.