He's done you harm enough as it is." When we returned to Beadle Square we found our amiable fellow-lodgers evidently expecting our arrival.

It was so long since I had taken supper at Mrs Nash's that I seemed quite as much a stranger as Jack.
"Here they come," said Horncastle, who always shone on occasions like this.

"Here comes the two smallpoxes.

Hold your noses, you fellows." In this flattering manner we were received as we proceeded to seat ourselves in our accustomed place at the table.
"They seem as cheerful and merry as ever," said Jack, solemnly, to me, looking round him.
"I say, Jones," cried Horncastle, in an audible voice to a friend, "wonderful how Batchelor turns up here now the other's come home! Got to stop going out every night now, and coming home drunk at two in the morning, eh?
Going to behave now, eh?
But he does go it, don't he, when his keeper's back's turned, eh ?" All this, ridiculous as it was, was not very pleasant for me.

To Jack, however, it was highly amusing.
"I suppose they mean that for you," said he.