Any other topic you would like to sudgest, the rynegyge, the lightnin' rod, Shykespeare, or the musical glasses?
'Ere's conversation on a tap.

Put a penny in the slot, and...

'ullo! 'ere they are!' he cried.

'Now or never is 'e goin' to shoot ?' And the little man straightened himself into an alert and dashing attitude, and looked steadily at the enemy.

But the captain rose half up in the boat with eyes protruding.
'What's that ?' he cried.
'Wot's wot ?' said Huish.
'Those--blamed things,' said the captain.
And indeed it was something strange.