Three young children, and the missus just going to have another.

Did Gammon know of any opening in the cork line?
"Afraid not," replied the traveller, "but I know a man out Hoxton way who's pushing a new lamp-glass cleaner.

You might give him a look in.
It goes well, I'm told, in the eastern suburbs." Presently a coin of substantial value passed from Gammon's pocket into that of his gloomy friend.
"Poor devil!" said the good fellow to himself.

"He married a tripe-dresser's daughter, and she nags him.

Never had a chance to marry a jolly little girl who turned out to have a lord for her uncle!" So he drank and applauded, and piped his eye and drank again, till it was time to meet Polly.