If it ain't, I'm onner than ever.

If it's betwixt and between--well, I'm honest, and I can't say more.

I don't want no more 'igh London society--I've got some one to put my arm around of; and I've got the whole lot of this 'ere island for my allotment, and if I don't grow some broccoli as'll open the judge's eye at the cottage flower shows, well, strike me pink! All I ask is, as these young gents and ladies'll bring some parsley seed into the dream, and a penn'orth of radish seed, and threepenn'orth of onion, and I wouldn't mind goin' to fourpence or fippence for mixed kale, only I ain't got a brown, so I don't deceive you.

And there's one thing more, you might take away the parson.

I don't like things what I can see 'alf through, so here's how!' He drained a coconut-shell of palm wine.
It was now past midnight--though it was tea-time on the island.
With all good wishes the children took their leave.