1 From the wild stringy root of human uprightness, she has reared a due sense of the Divine justice.
2 Sir George Lynn, Colonel Dent, and Mr. Eshton discussed politics, or county affairs, or justice business.
3 After all, justice permits you to keep it: you may, with a clear conscience, consider it absolutely your own.
4 Divine justice pursued its course; disasters came thick on me: I was forced to pass through the valley of the shadow of death.
5 It would please and benefit me to have five thousand pounds; it would torment and oppress me to have twenty thousand; which, moreover, could never be mine in justice, though it might in law.
6 In the resolute readiness with which you cut your wealth into four shares, keeping but one to yourself, and relinquishing the three others to the claim of abstract justice, I recognised a soul that revelled in the flame and excitement of sacrifice.
7 I remember her as a slim young woman, with black hair, dark eyes, very nice features, and good, clear complexion; but she had a capricious and hasty temper, and indifferent ideas of principle or justice: still, such as she was, I preferred her to any one else at Gateshead Hall.