There an't much credit in that.

If I was very ragged and very jolly, then I should begin to feel I had gained a point, Mr Pinch.' 'So you were singing just now, to bear up, as it were, against being well dressed, eh, Mark ?' said Pinch.
'Your conversation's always equal to print, sir,' rejoined Mark, with a broad grin.

'That was it.' 'Well!' cried Pinch, 'you are the strangest young man, Mark, I ever knew in my life.

I always thought so; but now I am quite certain of it.

I am going to Salisbury, too.