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Updated: April 30, 2025

"T-o-e-b-a-c-k-k-o-u-g-h now hand over the 'baccy." "I have n't got any have you, Oscar?" said Alfred Oscar fumbled in his pockets, but there was none to be found. "You mean, contemptible scalliwags!" exclaimed Andy, "why did n't you tell me that before? You catch me in that trap again, if you can!" and he walked off in a passion, amid the laughter of Oscar and Alfred.

Walter Aimwell - Oscar: The Boy Who Had His Own Way