'The man I speak of, whose name you have all heard, the man who is responsible for the Bloody Assizes and many other crimes besides – judicial murders, for which he has never dreamed he would be made to pay, until this moment – George Jeffreys, Baron of Wem, is he. ' And Daniel pointed his finger like a pistol into the face of Jeffreys, whose eyebrows would have shot up in horror, if he still had any. As it was, his face was strangely devoid of expression, of its old power to stir Daniel's emotions. Nothing he could do with that face could now make Daniel fear him, or pity him, or be charmed by him. This was attributing more power to a set of eyebrows than was really sensible, and so it had to be something else instead; some change in Jeffreys, or in Daniel.