"He's a nice young feller, but bisness is bisness, and s'pose you don't get your rent ?" "I shall get it sooner or later," said Mr.Kybird.

"That stuck-up father of 'is 'll be in a fine way at 'im living here.

That's wot I'm thinking of." "I don't see why," said Mrs.Kybird, bridling.

"Who's Captain Nugent, I should like to know?
We're as good as what 'e is, if not better.

And as for the gell, if she'd got 'all Amelia's looks she'd do." "'Melia's a fine-looking gal," assented Mr.Kybird.