“It's gammon and pickles. That's what it is. Angels and wishes and answers to prayers! Really, Miss Gordon, it's tripe and onions!”

This form of suture is seen even in the falciferous Ammonites of the Cretaceous, which can scarcely perhaps, be genetically connected with […]

He resorted to his pint of wine for consolation, drank it all in a few minutes, and fell asleep on his arms, with his hair straggling over the table, and a long winding-sheet in the candle dripping down upon him.

He reinforced the handle with a metal rod and a bit of tape.