Never mind.

We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet.

Do you think we could manage that old clothesman between us, if we got out of this box ?" "I'd manage him myself, if my arms were free," replied Thames, boldly.
"Shpeak up, vill you ?" cried Abraham, rapping his knuckles against the hatch.

"I likes to hear vot you says.

You _can_ have no shecrets from me." "Vy don't you talk to your partner, or Saint Giles, if you vant conversation, Aaron ?" asked Jack, slyly.
"Because they're in the next room, and the door's shut; that's vy, my jack-a-dandy!" replied Abraham, unsuspiciously.
"Oh! they are--are they ?" muttered Jack, triumphantly; "that'll do.