Isn't he a regular out-and-outer to look at?
And they tell me his looks is about the worst of him.

Well--here's luck!' Starlight had called for drinks all round before we started.

'Here's luck to roads and coaches, and them as lives by 'em.

They'll miss the old coaching system some day--mark my word.
I don't hold with these railways they're talkin' about--all steam and hurry-scurry; it starves the country.' 'Quite right, Jonathan,' says Starlight, throwing his leg over Rainbow, and chucking the old groom a sovereign.

'The times have never been half as good as in the old coaching days, before we ever smelt a funnel in New South Wales.