There was a spider in our hut one night […]. One of those horrible hairy baboon-spiders.

While I come from Chile, my husband is from England.

For here our ſouls hath but one eye (the Apoſtle ſaith, vve knovv in part) be not proud if that chance to come athvvart thy ſeeing ſide, vvhich meets with the blind ſide of another.

Coward is such an old hand at this kind of thing that he makes it seem old hat.