We all of us have a little of that commodity.

If we could only have it handy when it's wanted how much better the world would be." Neither of the men disputed the lady's proposition, and the duchess rising, left them to their wine.
Armed with the twenty guineas, Gay presented himself the following day at the Bedfordbury coffee house.

Mrs.Fenton was still ungracious, but the sight of the little pile of gold and the chink of the coins mollified her humour.
"Where and when are you going to take her ?" she demanded.
Gay had arranged a plan with the duchess and he replied promptly.
"She will stay here for a few days while her wardrobe is being got ready, then she is to go to Miss Pinwell's boarding school in Queen Square." "Carry me out and bury me decent," ejaculated Mrs.Fenton.

"Then I'm to be the mother of a fine lady, am I ?" "I don't say that, but a clever one if I'm not mistaken." "Clever! Oh la! Much good will her cleverness do her.

Clever! Aye in always having a crowd o' sparks a dangling after her.