'DO you mean to turn them wretches out, or not, Mr.Sawyer ?' 'They're going, Mrs.Raddle, they're going,' said the miserable Bob.
'I am afraid you'd better go,' said Mr.Bob Sawyer to his friends.

'I thought you were making too much noise.' 'It's a very unfortunate thing,' said the prim man.

'Just as we were getting so comfortable too!' The prim man was just beginning to have a dawning recollection of the story he had forgotten.
'It's hardly to be borne,' said the prim man, looking round.

'Hardly to be borne, is it ?' 'Not to be endured,' replied Jack Hopkins; 'let's have the other verse, Bob.

Come, here goes!' 'No, no, Jack, don't,' interposed Bob Sawyer; 'it's a capital song, but I am afraid we had better not have the other verse.