How the devil she did it beats me, though to be sure when one of your sex makes up her mind to anything she'll do it and damme, I believe Beelzebub helps her.

Now then----" "What's this gabble to do with me ?" broke in Sally, disdainfully.
"Wait a minute.

The wench had a friend in the crowd--a man who got her away--damn him.

I jumped from the coach and we had a set to.

See this ?" Scowling ferociously Rofflash pointed to a lump beneath his eye which promised to become a beautiful mouse on the morrow.
"The jackanapes got me on the hop; my foot slipped and s'life, I was down.