The angry customer stood in the middle of the showroom and voiced his complaints with loud bravado.

As soon as the King and the rest of the hunting party had set off, she began making a tour of the whole castle and asking questions, but all in such an innocent, babyish way that no one could suspect her of any secret design.

The spirit of wantonness is, sure, scared out of him: if the devil have him not in fee-simple, with fine and recovery, he will never, I think, in the way of waste, attempt us again.

She'd better have an arsenal of Trojans in her purse just in case he wasn't carrying a safe in his back pocket.