Sorry, miss, but you gev' me a turn, you did.

An' Dickey Bulmer--is _'e_ 'ere too ?" "Yes, or he soon will be here.

I rode on in advance of the others." "Well--there--if that don't beat cock-fightin'!" cried Watts.

"Wot'll Coke say?
W'y, 'e'll 'ave a fit.

An' Miss Iris! She's to marry ole Dickey.