"There's your money! I trust you to do the work, as you've been paid beforehand." She caught up the gold, rang every piece on the table to see if it was sound; and then-- "Sally, you go down with these gentlemen to the Jonson's Head, and if he ben't there, go to the Fighting Cocks; and if he ben't there, go to the Duke of Wellington; and tell he there's two gentlemen has heard of his poetry, and wants to hear 'un excite.

And then you give he a glass of liquor, and praise up his nonsense, and he'll tell you all he knows, and a sight more.

Gi' un plenty to drink.

It'll be a saving and a charity, for if he don't get it out of you, he will out of me." And she returned doggedly to her washing.
"Can't I do anything for you ?" asked Tom, whose heart always yearned over a Berkshire soul.

"I have plenty of friends down at Whitbury still." "More than I have.