Wide awake, all at once, he was at the same time plunged even deeper into a cloudland of symbols to which he had no key.

radio show;  television show

SMS Pommern went down with all hands at Jutland.

The squire gave him a good curse at his departure; and then turning to the parson, he cried out, I smoke it: I smoke it. Tom is certainly the father of this bastard. Zooks, parson, you remember how he recommended the veather o' her to me. D—n un, what a sly b—ch 'tis. Ay, ay, as sure as two-pence, Tom is the veather of the bastard.