If the old gentlman felt a hand in any one of his pockets, he cried out where it was; and then the game began all over again.
When this game had been played a great many times, a couple of young ladies called to see the young gentleman; one of whom was named Bet, and the other Nancy.

They wore a good deal of hair, not very neatly turned up behind, and were rather untidy about the shoes and stockings.
They were not exactly pretty, perhaps; but they had a great deal of colour in their faces, and looked quite stout and hearty.

Being remarkably free and agreeable in their manners, Oliver thought them very nice girls indeed.

As there is no doubt they were.
The visitors stopped a long time.

Spirits were produced, in consequence of one of the young ladies complaining of a coldness in her inside; and the conversation took a very convivial and improving turn.