But three or four mile gained to-night is so many saved to-morrow, and if you keep on, I think our best way is to do the same.' 'Where's your partner ?' inquired Grinder.
'Here he is,' cried Mr Thomas Codlin, presenting his head and face in the proscenium of the stage, and exhibiting an expression of countenance not often seen there; 'and he'll see his partner boiled alive before he'll go on to-night.

That's what he says.' 'Well, don't say such things as them, in a spear which is dewoted to something pleasanter,' urged Short.

'Respect associations, Tommy, even if you do cut up rough.' 'Rough or smooth,' said Mr Codlin, beating his hand on the little footboard where Punch, when suddenly struck with the symmetry of his legs and their capacity for silk stockings, is accustomed to exhibit them to popular admiration, 'rough or smooth, I won't go further than the mile and a half to-night.

I put up at the Jolly Sandboys and nowhere else.

If you like to come there, come there.