an unwilling servant

Mr Shrivell pulled one of [the exercise-books] out of the fire and, holding it by a flameless corner, waved it for a moment before the clock.

And I say unto you, no pious person could gaze down upon that scene without recognizing fully the Bible picture of the Pit of Hell. Believe me, the writers of the New Testament had nothing on us. […]

On his right shoulder his thick mane ', / Ruffles at speed, and dances in the wind.