He is untrussed, unbuttoned, and ungartered, not out of carelessness, but care; his farthest end being but going to bed.

Many is the phlebotomist who, with this text in his mouth, has taken the rod in hand, when he himself, for ill teaching, or ill temper, or both, has deserved it far more than the poor boy who, whether slow of comprehension, or stupified by terror, has stood untrussed and trembling before him.