"I'm only a common soldier, sir," said he. "It signifies very little what such a poor brute comes to"—Seven Poor Travellers, chap. ii.
And when the visitor (oppressed with pie) had fallen asleep, this wicked landlord would look softly in with a lamp in one hand and a knife in the other, would cut his throat, &c.—Holly Tree Inn, First Branch.
"My dear Captain Kavender," says he. "Of all the men on earth, I wanted to see you most. I was on my way to you"—The Wreck of the Golden Mary—The Wreck