There was a Sir Somebody Dedlock, with a battle, a sprung-mine, volumes of smoke, flashes of lightning, a town on fire, and a stormed fort, all in full action between his horse's two hind legs, showing, he supposed, how little a Dedlock made of such trifles. 
 a Sir Somebody Dedlock had a battle, volumes of smoke, flashes of lightning and a town on fire behind him.
