Now, go out and get shaved." "It will cost me sixpence." "Sixpence well spent.

Don't talk any more; go!" He blew her a kiss, half of derision, half of pride, and shambled downstairs.

A crowd of little boys followed him up the street; some pulled his cloak, some mocked him openly.

He neither felt the pulls nor heard the words.

He was absorbed in the thought of that delicious Chinese dinner which he could not now partake of to-day.
As soon as he was gone, Nina, too, ran downstairs.