Charles Dickens

Mrs. Crupp had indignantly assured him that there wasn't room to
swing a cat there; but as Mr. Dick read more

Mrs. Crupp had indignantly assured him that there wasn't room to
swing a cat there; but as Mr. Dick justly observed to me, sitting
down on the foot of the bed, nursing his leg, "You know,
Trotwood, I don't want to swing a cat. I never do swing a cat.
Therefore what does that signify to me?"

It's my girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to
it before her. Discipline must read more

It's my girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to
it before her. Discipline must be maintained.

"If the law supposes that," said Mr. Bumble, "the law is an ass, a
idiot."

"If the law supposes that," said Mr. Bumble, "the law is an ass, a
idiot."

He had used the work in its Pickwickian sense . . . he had merely
considered him a humbug read more

He had used the work in its Pickwickian sense . . . he had merely
considered him a humbug in a Pickwickian point of view.

Known by the sobriquet of "The Artful Dodger."

Known by the sobriquet of "The Artful Dodger."