Suddenly aware that he was in the presence of a stranger, Mr. Ben Allen advanced—Chap. l.
It was a still more exciting spectacle to behold Mr. Weller . . . . immersing Mr. Stiggins's head in a horse-trough full of water, and holding it there until he was half suffocated—Chap. lii.
"I say insolent familiarity, sir," said Mr. Pickwick, turning upon Fogg with a fierceness of gesture which caused that person to retreat towards the door with great expedition—Chap. liii.
"I say, how nice you look!"—Chap. liv.