Come! Put a name to it, Mr.Gargery." "I wouldn't wish to be stiff company," said Joe.

"Rum." "Rum," repeated the stranger.

"And will the other gentleman originate a sentiment." "Rum," said Mr.Wopsle.
"Three Rums!" cried the stranger, calling to the landlord.

"Glasses round!" "This other gentleman," observed Joe, by way of introducing Mr.Wopsle, "is a gentleman that you would like to hear give it out.

Our clerk at church." "Aha!" said the stranger, quickly, and cocking his eye at me.