Pray go and work, or if you've no work, go and drink.

Here are the means." And a shower of small coins came flying down on our heads, causing an immediate wild scramble.
My flower-girl loosed me that she might take her part in this fray; the porter stood motionless, still holding poor Phineas, limp and lank, in his hand; and I turned my eyes upwards to the window of the Cock and Pie.
I looked up, and I saw her.

Her sunny brown hair was about her shoulders, her knuckles rubbed her sleepy eyes to brightness, and a loose white bodice, none too high nor too carefully buttoned about the neck, showed that her dressing was not done.

Indeed, she made a pretty picture, as she leant out, laughing softly, and now shading her face from the sun with one hand, while she raised the other in mocking reproof of the preacher.
"Fie, sir, fie," she said.

"Why fall on a poor girl who earns an honest living, gives to the needy, and is withal a good Protestant ?" Then she called to the porter, "Let him go with what life you've left in him.