Look there,--that's what I've got for my day." And he put his hand into his breeches'-pocket and fetched out a sixpence.

"How's a man to fill his belly out of that?
Damnation!" "Dan!" "Well, what did I say?
Hold your jaw, will you, and not be halloaing at me that way?
I know what I'm a saying of, and what I'm a doing of." "I wish they'd given you something more with all my heart," said Crawley.
"We knows that," said the woman from the bed.

"We is sure of that, your reverence." "Sixpence!" said the man, scornfully.

"If they'd have guv me nothing at all but the run of my teeth at the public-house, I'd 've taken it better.

But sixpence!" Then there was a pause.