I used to have all the labour of the imagination, for my friend Jack Jenkins had not the gift of eloquence; so we agreed that I should be showman, and he porter--a division of work that we thought quite fair.

When we arrived at Swansea I gave him all the money we had in hand, and he resigned the peep-show to me, and so we parted company; he to go to his friends in Glamorganshire, I to come on here.
'I had a rare lark on my way home.

I went to uncle's, and finding aunt in the garden, slouched my hat over my face, and began my story.

She ordered me off the premises instantly as a vagrant.

I went round to the back door and got a penny a-piece from the servants, who were quite delighted.