If you got your barrow, and some sacks or baskets, your brother's missus would be awfully pleased.

My father says Persian cats are worth pounds and pounds each.' 'Well,' said the burglar--and he was certainly moved by her remarks--'I see you're in a hole--and I don't mind lending a helping 'and.

I don't ask 'ow you come by them.

But I've got a pal--'e's a mark on cats.

I'll fetch him along, and if he thinks they'd fetch anything above their skins I don't mind doin' you a kindness.' 'You won't go away and never come back,' said Jane, 'because I don't think I COULD bear that.' The burglar, quite touched by her emotion, swore sentimentally that, alive or dead, he would come back.
Then he went, and Cyril and Robert sent the girls to bed and sat up to wait for his return.