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Updated: May 16, 2025
There's Mistress Mertin fand a galace button in a red-waur codlin's guts lest week; an' it's no' so very lang syne sin' Mistress Kenawee got fower bits o' skellie i' the crap o' a colomy. Puir Sandy! I winder hoo they'll do wi' the bural society bawbees?" "Is Sandy deid, Bawbie?" says Nathan. "Ay; I doot he's deid, Nathan, laddie," says I.
"What is coming over Forster," he said, ruminating, "I cannot make him out. Just as I was leaving the house I received this," and he read aloud, "I can't join you to-day. But mark you this, sir! no tampering, no poaching on my grounds; for I won't have it. Recollect Codlin's the friend not Short!"
There was a deep red ruddy blush upon the room, and when the landlord stirred the fire, sending the flames skipping and leaping up when he took off the lid of the iron pot and there rushed out a savoury smell, while the bubbling sound grew deeper and more rich, and an unctuous steam came floating out, hanging in a delicious mist above their heads when he did this, Mr Codlin's heart was touched.
"Codlin's my friend," she says, with a tear of gratitude a trickling down her little eye; "Codlin's my friend," she says "not Short. Short's very well," she says; "I've no quarrel with Short; he means kind, I dare say; but Codlin," she says, "has the feelings for my money, though he mayn't look it."
"Have you engaged a lawyer for Wednesday" "No. Why should I? My hands are clean." "But your clothes may suffer if enough mud is slung at you. Wire to this man in the morning, and mention my name Winter, of course, not Franklin." "Codlin's your friend, not Short," said Hart. "Sorry. It's a time-worn jape, but it fitted in admirably." The detective scribbled a name and address on a card.
The immense and deserved popularity of the book is shown by the universal acquaintance with Mrs. Jarley, and the common use of the phrase "Codlin's the friend not Short." I. Little Nell and Her Grandfather The shop was one of those receptacles for old and curious things which seem to crouch in odd corners of London.
And here Mr Codlin's false position in society and the effect it wrought upon his wounded spirit, were strongly illustrated; for whereas he had been last night accosted by Mr Punch as 'master, and had by inference left the audience to understand that he maintained that individual for his own luxurious entertainment and delight, here he was, now, painfully walking beneath the burden of that same Punch's temple, and bearing it bodily upon his shoulders on a sultry day and along a dusty road.
Perhaps you haven't thought so, but it's me that's your friend not him. I'm the real, open-hearted man. Short's very well, and seems kind, but he overdoes it. Now, I don't." The child was puzzled, and could not tell what to say. "Take my advice; as long as you travel with us, keep as near me as you can. Recollect the friend. Codlin's the friend, not Short.
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