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So I take the liberty of writing, and which I am not much of a scholar, because she do lie very bad, and if so be she has friends, they had ought to know. I do what I can for her, but I have the customers to tend to, because we keep a coffee-shop, which you'll find it at Number seventeen, Bank Street, off the Caledonian Road. And I beg to end. From yours obedient,
I get through the day in this way until five o'clock, and then I dine: at a cost, on the average, of one and threepence. Having still a little money to spend on my evening's entertainment, I look into the old-established coffee-shop as I go home, and take my cup of tea, and perhaps my bit of toast.
"I'd like to." "Wonder you ain't afeared." "I'm used to it," said Dickie; "it was our own 'ouse, you see." "You come along to yer supper," said Beale; "don't be so flash with yer own 'ouses." They had supper at a coffee-shop in the Broadway. "Two mugs, four billiard balls, and 'arf a dozen door-steps," was Mr. Beale's order.
He laid out his money very cautiously that day, but when he had paid for a frugal dinner at a cheap coffee-shop, he had only a shilling left. He wandered into Kensington Gardens that Sunday afternoon, wondering what he had best do next.
I take my breakfast my roll and butter, and my half-pint of coffee at the old-established coffee-shop near Westminster Bridge; and then I go into the City I don't know why and sit in Garraway's Coffee House, and on 'Change, and walk about, and look into a few offices and counting-houses where some of my relations or acquaintance are so good as to tolerate me, and where I stand by the fire if the weather happens to be cold.
Remember, too, how it facilitates speech to have a concrete topic on which to enlarge; in this matter a West End drawing-room and the Hoxton coffee-shop are akin. Regularity of procedure was at an end; question grew to debate, and debate was riot. Mr. Cullen succeeded Mr. Cowes and roared himself hoarse, defying the feeble protests of the chairman.
It was; and, having verified the fact, we passed on, and took the next turning that would lead us back to the main road. Some twenty minutes later, as we were strolling past the door of a coffee-shop, a man came out, and began to fill his pipe with an air of leisurely satisfaction. His hat and clothes were powdered with white like those of the workmen whom we had seen come out of the factory.
They all 'ad breakfast in a coffee-shop next morning, and arter it was over Ginger, who 'adn't spoke a word till then, said that 'e and Peter Russet wanted a little money to go on with. He said they preferred to get their meals alone, as Isaac's face took their appetite away. "Very good," ses the old man.
"Do you know any place near," he asked, "where we could get some supper?" "No, I'm afraid I don't," answered Arthur. "Then you go in and rest, while I go and see," returned Richard. He searched for some time, but came upon no place where a man could even sit down. At last he found a coffee-shop, and went to fetch Arthur.
This fellow, you may be sure, after killing and robbing Ashton, had but one thought how soon he could convert some of the property into cash, so that he could eat. If Pelver had made him that advance, or bought the ring, he'd have made a bee-line for the nearest coffee-shop. I tell you he was mad for food!" "Another thing," said Viner. "Where is the rest of Mr.
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