Then lay on hot water, and call it tea.

Drink it,' said Mr.Dowler, in a loud voice, directing Mr.Pickwick, who advanced at the head of the little party, with Mrs.
Dowler on his arm.

Into the tea-room Mr.Pickwick turned; and catching sight of him, Mr.Bantam corkscrewed his way through the crowd and welcomed him with ecstasy.
'My dear Sir, I am highly honoured.

Ba-ath is favoured.

Mrs.Dowler, you embellish the rooms.