Not if you know it, you ain't.' Mr Casby shook his head, in Placid and benignant generality.
'If a man takes a room of you at half-a-crown a week, and when the week comes round hasn't got the half-crown, you say to that man, Why have you got the room, then?
If you haven't got the one thing, why have you got the other?
What have you been and done with your money?
What do you mean by it?
What are you up to?
That's what YOU say to a man of that sort; and if you didn't say it, more shame for you!' Mr Pancks here made a singular and startling noise, produced by a strong blowing effort in the region of the nose, unattended by any result but that acoustic one.
'You have some extent of such property about the east and north-east here, I believe ?' said Clennam, doubtful which of the two to address.
'Oh, pretty well,' said Pancks.

'You're not particular to east or north-east, any point of the compass will do for you.

What you want is a good investment and a quick return.

You take it where you can find it.
You ain't nice as to situation--not you.' There was a fourth and most original figure in the Patriarchal tent, who also appeared before dinner.

This was an amazing little old woman, with a face like a staring wooden doll too cheap for expression, and a stiff yellow wig perched unevenly on the top of her head, as if the child who owned the doll had driven a tack through it anywhere, so that it only got fastened on.