What do you mean ?' 'I mean to do for the Beast!' cried Huish, in a burst of venomous triumph.

'I'll bring the 'ulkin' bully to grass.

He's 'ad his larks out of me; I'm goin' to 'ave my lark out of 'im, and a good lark too!' 'What is it ?' said the captain, almost in a whisper.
'Sure you want to know ?' asked Huish.
Davis rose and took a turn in the house.
'Yes, I want to know,' he said at last with an effort.
'We'n you're back's at the wall, you do the best you can, don't you ?' began the clerk.

'I s'y that, because I 'appen to know there's a prejudice against it; it's considered vulgar, awf'ly vulgar.' He unrolled the handkerchief and showed a four-ounce jar.

'This 'ere's vitriol, this is,' said he.
The captain stared upon him with a whitening face.
'This is the stuff!' he pursued, holding it up.