She put a peppermint in her own mouth and sucked it with gusto.

We were relieved, for she did not talk during the process; but our relief was of short duration.

A bevy of three very smartly dressed young ladies, sweeping past our pew, started Peg off again.
"Yez needn't be so stuck up," she said, loudly and derisively.

"Yez was all of yez rocked in a flour barrel.

And there's old Henry Frewen, still above ground.