It's good that I wasn't a wereporcupine, or his mouth would be full of quills.

The strokes of steel rang out between the crashing thunderbolts, and the blade-struck sparks rivalled in fiercity the lightning’s livid glare.

Player A has Q8. Player B has J10. Table: J2J8. Player A made a pair, but he is drawing dead.

[…] the lusty Lasses, and merry Good-wives, who were drest in all their Bravery, in their Stammel Petticoats, and their gray Cloath-Wastcoats, or white wrought Wastcoats, with black Woolstead, and green Aprons;