"'E's in with that there young pup.

'E knows 'ow to work 'im and 'e'd sell us all up, 'e would." Brother Simmons' brand of profanity strongly savoured of the London pavements in its picturesque fluency.
"Get in here, McNish," said Maitland, who was waiting at the door.

With some hesitation McNish accepted the invitation.
"Now, what does this mean ?" said Maitland savagely, then checking his rage, "but I ought to thank you for getting me out of the grip of that frantic idiot.

What is this fool thing ?" "It's nae that," said McNish shortly.

"It is anything but that.