[Sir Bedevere]: What makes you think she's a witch? [Peasant]: Well, she turned me into a newt! [Sir Bedevere]: A newt? [Peasant]: ... I got better.

they ransacke all the corners of the shippe, vnbowel her inmost celles

Nobody felt like eating, and just as well, because Kian had cup noodles and a box of tea.

You know that Mr. Armadale is alive, pursued the doctor, and you know that he is coming back to England. Why do you continue to wear your widow's dress? ¶ She answered him without an instant's hesitation, steadily going on with her work. ¶ Because I am of a sanguine disposition, like you. I mean to trust to the chapter of accidents to the very last. Mr. Armadale may die yet, on his way home.