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Rushton, Didlum and Grinder fairly gasped for breath: the audacity of the chief's proposal nearly paralysed them. 'I'm afraid we should never git away with it, ejaculated Didlum, as soon as he could speak. 'When the people tumbled to it, there'd be no hend of a row. 'PEOPLE! ROW! replied Sweater, scornfully. 'The majority of the people will never know anything about it! Listen to me

"When I came to the last words, 'Dost thou remember Je-e-e-ams? I threw such an igspresshn of unuttrable tenderniss into the shake at the hend, that Hangelina could bare it no more. A bust of uncumtrollable emotium seized her. She put her ankercher to her face and left the room. I heard her laffing and sobbing histerickly in the bedwor. "O Hangelina My adord one, My Arts joy!" . . .

Through this gate an' mind 'ow you leave 'er, f'r the wire hinclines to slip hover. Then straight along 'ere, through the pine-ridge, f'm hend to hend. You're hon the Nalrookar track, mind, t' wot time you see a gate hin the fence as you're a-kerryin' hon yer right shoulder. Gate's sebm mile f'm 'ere.

'T' maister's down i' t' fowld. Go round by th' end o' t' laith, if ye went to spake to him. 'Is there nobody inside to open the door? I hallooed, responsively. 'There's nobbut t' missis; and shoo'll not oppen 't an ye mak' yer flaysome dins till neeght. 'Why? Cannot you tell her whom I am, eh, Joseph? 'Nor-ne me! I'll hae no hend wi't, muttered the head, vanishing.

"This 'ere Pickwick, who was always making the club a hend to his own glorification, had gone off on his touring to get more grist for his mill." It was really, a "mutual admiration society," and as for the reports, notes, &c., he was sending back "they 'ad 'ad enough of it."

''Tis the charac'er they'll be on about, he said, laughing and showing an even set of white teeth; 'they looks at the clothes and shakes their wise 'eads! "Must have a respec'able by," they says; but bless'd if I don't mike more some dys than some blokes dos if they works a week on hend!

"I makes due allowances for the young, for I says to myself, 'Jane Power, you was once, so to speak, like an unfledged chick yourself; but there's youth and youth, Dr. Maybright; and Miss Polly's of the kind as makes your 'air stand on hend." "Poor Polly," said the Doctor. "No, sir, begging your parding, if you was in the kitchen, it's 'poor Mrs. Power' you'd be a-saying.

No man can be a 'abitchual reader huv the papers, Billy, vidout comin' to a bad hend." Mr. O'Fake drew from his pocket a copy of "The Daily Bazoo," and pointing at a certain paragraph, said: "Rade thot, Runty!" The queer little man stuck his fork under the tin plate and flipped it off the stove upon the floor, heedless of Mr. O'Fake's wishes.

What a pity you never thought that other people might be as clever as yourself and spoil your plans! 'You won't vex me, child, with such airs as these, said the late Miss Price, assuming the matron. 'Don't MISSIS me, ma'am, if you please, returned Miss Squeers, sharply. 'I'll not bear it. Is THIS the hend 'Dang it a', cried John Browdie, impatiently.

'Yah, I wouldn't git a second-'and dress at a pawnbroker's! 'Garn! said Liza indignantly. 'I'll swipe yer over the snitch if yer talk ter me. I got the mayterials in the West Hend, didn't I? And I 'ad it mide up by my Court Dressmiker, so you jolly well dry up, old jellybelly. 'Garn! was the reply.