She matched him at every turn: anything he could do, she could do as well or better.

After she had read my drafts, I received the final script with my Hungarianisms turned into clear English, my grammatical mistakes corrected and my typos eliminated.

The crowd may generally have been ill-disposed toward arena performers, but that could change depending on what was going on at any given time.

My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress and regress; said I well? and thy name shall be Brook. It is a merry knight. Will you go, mynheers?