The exam was so hard we assumed the question setter must have been in a bad mood.

It was a fine victory over their opponents.

He looked round the poor room, at the distempered walls, and the bad engravings in meretricious frames, the crinkly paper and wax flowers on the chiffonier; and he thought of a room like Father Bryan's, with panelling, with cut glass, with tulips in silver pots, such a room as he had hoped to have for his own.

I almost starved myself, till I once more got beforehand in the world.