'What do you want with me ?' 'Good!' cried Mr Mantalini, displaying his teeth.

'What did I want! Yes.
Ha, ha! Very good.

WHAT did I want.

Ha, ha.

Oh dem!' 'What DO you want, man ?' demanded Ralph, sternly.
'Demnition discount,' returned Mr Mantalini, with a grin, and shaking his head waggishly.
'Money is scarce,' said Ralph.
'Demd scarce, or I shouldn't want it,' interrupted Mr Mantalini.
'The times are bad, and one scarcely knows whom to trust,' continued Ralph.