"I shall do better next time; I'm looking out for a permanency." "So you have been for ten years, to my knowledge." They laughed together.

At this point came an interruption in the shape of a customer who drove up in a hansom: a loudly-dressed woman, who, on entering the shop, conversed with Mrs.Clover in the lowest possible voice, and presently returned to her vehicle with uneasy glances left and right.

Mr.Gammon, who had walked for some twenty yards, sauntered back to the shop, and his friend met him on the threshold.
"That's the sort," she whispered with a merry eye.

"Eight-roomed 'ouse near Queen's Road Station.

Wants things for an at 'ome--teaspoons as well--couldn't I make it ninepence the two dozen! That's the kind of place where there'll be breakages.