What do you say, Netta ?' 'Anywhere you like, Howel,' said Netta, 'I am no more ready than if I was just starting.' 'Pic what, Howel, was you calling this ?' asked Jenkins.
'Piccadilly, mother.

One of the best parts of London.' 'Deet, and I should think so.

'Tis like a 'lumination lights.

There's no night here.

Daylight all the year round.