North Points of the Horizon , which could not be done with an ordinary gnomical Dial

I'm a Jolly — 'Er Majesty's Jolly — soldier an' sailor too!

It’s a vexation to them when they would sleep securely, to have their consciences rubbing up and reviving their fears.

Each heard with the same ear what the other heard. For every sniffing of the one nose there were two identical smells, and there were two tactualities for every touch.