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Anne, sir, but wot for?" said Rowley. "To set up a public-house upon," said I. "If you'll excuse me, sir, I ain't got any call to set up a public-house, sir," he replied stoutly. "And I tell you wot, sir, it seems to me I'm reether young for the billet. I'm your body-servant, Mr. Anne, or else I'm nothink." "Well, Rowley," I said, "I'll tell you what it's for.

'All the wickedness of the world is Print to him. Mr Bailey received this as a compliment, and said, adjusting his cravat, 'reether so. 'As you knows Mrs Chuzzlewit, you knows, p'raps, what her chris'en name is? Mrs Gamp observed. 'Charity, said Bailey. 'That it ain't! cried Mrs Gamp. 'Cherry, then, said Bailey. 'Cherry's short for it. It's all the same.

Mr Bailey squinted at every successive dab, as it was deposited on a cloth on his left shoulder, and seemed, with a microscopic eye, to detect some bristles in it; for he murmured more than once 'Reether redder than I could wish, Poll. The operation being concluded, Poll fell back and stared at him again, while Mr Bailey, wiping his face on the jack-towel, remarked, 'that arter late hours nothing freshened up a man so much as a easy shave.

But she was not to be pacified at the moment, and departed to her own quarters murmuring. 'Well, Rowley, said I; 'and have you been to church? 'If you please, sir, he said. 'Well, you have not been any less unlucky than I have, I returned. 'And how did you get on with the Scottish form? 'Well, sir, it was pretty 'ard, the form was, and reether narrow, he replied.

Anne, sir, but wot for! said Rowley. 'To set up a public-house upon, said I. 'If you'll excuse me, sir, I ain't got any call to set up a public- house, sir, he replied stoutly. 'And I tell you wot, sir, it seems to me I'm reether young for the billet. I'm your body servant, Mr. Anne, or else I'm nothink. 'Well, Rowley, I said, 'I'll tell you what it's for.

'You ain't been in the City, I suppose, sir, since we was all three there together, said Mrs Gamp, 'at Mr Chuzzlewit's? 'Yes, I have, Sairah. I was there last night. 'Last night! cried the barber. 'Yes, Poll, reether so. You can call it this morning, if you like to be particular. He dined with us. 'Who does that young Limb mean by "hus?" said Mrs Gamp, with most impatient emphasis.

He's been through the winders of two chaney shops since we've had him, and was sold for killin' his missis. That's a horse, I hope? 'Ah! you'll never want to buy any more red polls, now, observed Poll, looking on his young friend with an air of melancholy. 'You'll never want to buy any more red polls now, to hang up over the sink, will you? 'I should think not, replied Bailey. 'Reether so.

Brimberly ponderously, "I'm reether inclined to think I made it a D if it wasn't D it was F nat'ral. But if it's all the same to you, I'll accompany myself at the piano-forty." "What," exclaimed Mr. Stevens, emptying and refilling his glass, seeing which Mr. Jenkins did the same, "what do you play, Brim?" "By hear, sir only by hear," said Mr.

But she was not to be pacified at the moment, and departed to her own quarters murmuring. "Well, Rowley," said I; "and have you been to church?" "If you please, sir," he said. "Well, you have not been any less unlucky than I have," I returned. "And how did you get on with the Scottish form?" "Well, sir, it was pretty 'ard, the form was, and reether narrow," he replied.

Aint you, Bailey? 'R r reether so, Poll! replied that gentleman. 'Look here! cried the little barber, laughing and crying in the same breath. 'When I steady him he comes all right. There! He's all right now. Nothing's the matter with him now, except that he's a little shook and rather giddy; is there, Bailey? 'R r reether shook, Poll reether so! said Mr Bailey. 'What, my lovely Sairey!