Quite unconscious of the demonstrations of their amorous neighbour, or their effects upon the susceptible bosom of her mama, Kate Nickleby had, by this time begun to enjoy a settled feeling of tranquillity and happiness, to which, even in occasional and transitory glimpses, she had long been a stranger.

Should a School-boy do so, he'd be whip'd for a Dunny.

A straight line is one-dimensional.

Firſt Moloch, horrid King beſmear'd with blood / Of human ſacrifice, and parents tears,