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Indeed, he accompanied me on the next half-holiday, when we were allowed out, to get the order cashed; but beyond expending about eighteenpence in hot three-corner jam tarts and ginger beer, at a favourite confectioner's patronised by the school, we devoted the sum to purchasing the best fireworks we could get for the money, carrying our explosives back to the school carefully concealed on our persons, and secreting them in our lockers.

But may be, I can help you to a way of gaining eighteenpence. Mrs. Scott at the worsted shop told me that she should want some one to clean on Saturday; now you're a good strong girl, and can do a woman's work if you've a mind. Shall I say you will go? and then I don't mind if I lend you my eighteenpence. You'll pay me before I want my rent on Monday." "Oh! thank you, dear Mrs.

She lived half across Littlebath; and her step, ordinarily slow, was slower then usual now that she was leaning on a knight's arm. At last she was deposited at home; and the gallant colonel, having scornfully repudiated her offer of cake and sherry, flew back to the Paragon on the wings of love in a street cab, for which he had to pay eighteenpence. But he was all too late.

'Well, said I, glad to have closed the bargain, 'I'll take eighteenpence. 'Oh, my liver! cried the old man, throwing the jacket on a shelf. 'Get out of the shop! Oh, my lungs, get out of the shop!

The last rubber finished in the neighbourhood of Willesden, and Edward Henry, having won eighteenpence halfpenny, was exuberantly content, for Messrs Garvin, Quorrall and Brindley were all renowned card-players. The cushion was thrown away and a fitful conversation occupied the few remaining minutes of the journey. "Where do you put up?" Brindley asked Edward Henry. "Majestic," said Edward Henry.

Instead I will quote the following extract from John Mitchel's History of Ireland, a thick, paper-bound volume, which, at the price of eighteenpence, has circulated enormously among the Irish, not only at home, but in Glasgow and America.

He was a rather shabby little man, a penman employed to do occasional odd jobs about the Foreign Office, such as engrossing documents and the like, by which he earned from eighteenpence to half-a-crown an hour, according to the style of penmanship required, and he was well known in the criminal courts as an expert on handwriting in forgery cases.

You see, there was this black tie that I gave eighteenpence for; but something else happened this morning that I'll tell you about. "I came down in a 'bus, as usual. You remember what muggy weather it was up to ten o'clock though you wouldn't think it, to feel the heat now. Well, the 'bus was packed, inside and out.

"Got them?" he shouted out, when Stephen was still twenty yards off. Stephen nodded. "How much?" inquired Paul. "Eighteenpence." "You duffer! I didn't mean them pudding raisins I meant, about sixpence. I say, you'd better take them back, hadn't you?" This was gratitude! "I can't now," said Stephen. "I've got to get somebody's tea ready I say, where's his study?" "Whose? Loman's?

One can lunch comfortably on a shilling or eighteenpence a day; and I knew places where I could have lunched for much less, but they were in parts of the town which I could not reach in the brief time at my disposal.