In every one of Mr Crimple's joints, sir, there is more or less of the same deposit.

The heart glows; its humanities even yield and crimple under the fierce heat of mental pride.

In this portion of Mr Crimple's leg, sir, there is a certain amount of animal oil.

If Mr Crimple neglects his meals, or fails to take his proper quantity of rest, that oil wanes, and becomes exhausted.

Mr Crimple, more agitated than before, clapped his hand immediately below his waistcoat.