In 1768 another and far abler forger saw the light of day.

To be a forger is enough; a parricide you must not be.

But in the meantime the poet-forger's too-lively imagination ran away with him.

To revert to some of the aimless work of this supposed forger.

It is not I who made him a forger and a weakling.

He'd been satisfied with the subsistence wages he made as Barlow's forger.

The supposed forger indeed shows himself throughout quite indifferent on this subject.

Consider the character of the high-class forger-his skill, his ingenuity, his resource.

A forger generally leaves some telltale marks to make his detection certain.

A sophist is a forger, and this forger sometimes brutalizes good sense.

Some high-class forger or confidence worker that's beat the government somehow, maybe.

And the paper the forger used wasn't up to the mark.

They say that he later became a document forger for al-Qaida.

The forger smiled, and there was malignant triumph in his expression.

The forger was arrested and his sister was summoned before the grand jury.

A forger from the state prison seizes the arm of a distinguished financier.