I'll be here for you at ten." Mr.Hobbs looked after the vigorous, happy figure as it swung down the street, and shook his head mournfully.

Turning to the solitary clerk who dawdled behind the cashier's desk he remarked with more feeling than was his wont: "He's just the kind of chap to get me into no end of trouble if I give 'im rope enough.

Take it from me, Stokes, I'll have my hands full of 'im up there this morning.

He's charged like a soda bottle; and you never know wot's going to happen unless you handle a soda bottle very careful-like." Truxton hurried to the square and across it to the shop of the armourer, not forgetting, however, to look about in some anxiety for the excellent Dangloss, who might, for all he knew, be snooping in the neighbourhood.
Spantz was at the rear of the shop, talking to a customer.

The girl was behind the counter, dressed for the street.
She came quickly out to him, a disturbed expression in her face.