O' course it's heavy, being compressed: an' strong, too.

Guess you don't oft'n get tea o' this strength in your country, anyway.

Give a man two pinches o' Wapshott's best, properly cooked, an' I reckon it'll last _him_.
You won't find him coming to complain." "No ?" "No.

But I ain't sayin' nuthin'," added Captain Potter, "about his widder." And his smile, as he regarded his hearers, was both engaging and expansive..