Perhaps as brave a man as ever lived, brave as a weasel, he must still reassure himself with the tones of his own voice; he must play his part to exaggeration, he must out-Herod Herod, insult all that was respectable, and brave all that was formidable, in a kind of desperate wager with himself.
'Golly, but it's 'ot!' said he.

'Cruel 'ot, I call it.

Nice d'y to get your gruel in! I s'y, you know, it must feel awf'ly peculiar to get bowled over on a d'y like this.

I'd rather 'ave it on a cowld and frosty morning, wouldn't you?
(Singing) "'Ere we go round the mulberry bush on a cowld and frosty mornin'." (Spoken) Give you my word, I 'aven't thought o' that in ten year; used to sing it at a hinfant school in 'Ackney, 'Ackney Wick it was.

(Singing) "This is the way the tyler does, the tyler does." (Spoken) Bloomin' 'umbug.