And what do you know, the one with the love-beads had Acey tattooed on one arm.

A Sussex villager told his friends that Elizabeth Best was a 'bitched whore', and offered a shilling to anyone who would drive his cart to her door and say, 'Dame, here is a cart load of whores'.

The apar is mainly diurnal in its habits; and trusts for defence to its power of rolling itself into a ball, not dwelling in burrows like the members of the other genera.

Get, now — get! — before I call an officer and lay a charge against ye.