And then they meet us with miserable tu quoques—tu quoques, gentlemen, which are the meanest form of logic, and, in my opinion, the most contemptible development of statesmanship.

Michael laughed and offered fifty dollars for the sweater, the overstockings and the muffler. Just as the second sleeve was being finished and before Mrs. Andy Ned had started the overstockings or the muffler, Andy Ned went away up to the Black Hat Creek range to look for the five steers that he had turned out there the previous autumn.

[…] but Gwendolen, instead of any such symptoms as pallor and silence, had only deepened the compassionateness of her brow and eyes,

The Lord President about the beginning of February dispatched Sir Charles Wilmot with a Regiment of one thousand and seven hundred Foote in list, but by pole very weake, and a troope of Horse, into his former government of Kerry, not doubting but hee which had the skill to cure the former rebellious diseases of that Countrey, could also recure the residuation thereof.