I'm the fellow to bring old Bryce up to the scratch.

I'll get you a hundred and twenty for him, if I get you a penny." "But it'll perhaps rain cats and dogs to-morrow, as it did yesterday, and then you can't go," said Godfrey, hardly knowing whether he wished for that obstacle or not.
"Not _it_," said Dunstan.

"I'm always lucky in my weather.

It might rain if you wanted to go yourself.

You never hold trumps, you know--I always do.