- "We will demand her in marriage of her father, ere the sun goes down tomorrow. If he refuse our suit, we will cut off his nose."
- A hoarse murmur arose from the company; every man touched, first the hilt of his sword,
- and then the tip of his nose, with appalling significance. What a pleasant thing filial piety is, to contemplate!
- If the daughter of the Baron Von Swillenhausen had pleaded a preoccupied heart, or fallen at her father's feet
- and corned them in salt tears, or only fainted away, and complimented the old gentleman in frantic ejaculations,
- the odds are a hundred to one, but Swillenhausen castle would have been turned out at window,
- or rather the baron turned out at window, and the castle demolished.
