The 'oss should have just run ill, and not knocked over, clean out o' time like that.

However, there ain't no odds a-crying over spilt milk.

If the Club do come a inquiry, we'll show 'em a few tricks that'll puzzle 'em.

But it's my belief they'll let it off on the quiet; there ain't a bit of evidence to show the 'oss was doctored, and the way he went stood quite as well for having been knocked off his feed and off his legs by the woyage and sich like.

And now you go and put that swell to the grindstone for Act 2 of the comedy; will yer ?" Ezra Baroni smiled, where he leaned against the table, looking over some papers.
"Dis is a delicate matter; don't you come putting your big paw in it--you'll spoil it all." Ben Davis growled afresh: "No, I ain't a-going.