Mebbe I warn's born at all." "Did I see you at church last Sunday ?" "No, sir.

I only come o' Wensday." "Well, let me see you there next Sunday," said Fairholme shortly, turning away from him.
Miss Wilson looked at the weather, at Josephs, who was conversing with Jane, and finally at Smilash, who knuckled his forehead without waiting to be addressed.
"Have you a boy whom you can send to Lyvern to get us a conveyance--a carriage?
I will give him a shilling for his trouble." "A shilling!" said Smilash joyfully.

"Your ladyship is a noble lady.

Two four-wheeled cabs.

There's eight on you." "There is only one cab in Lyvern," said Miss Wilson.