"What a rosy-cheeked young rascal! Now, Jack, is there anything you would like ?" The youth pondered for a moment.

"I'd like a shillin'," said he.
"Nothing you would like better ?" "I'd like two shillin' better," the prodigy answered, after some thought.
"Here you are, then! Catch!--A fine child, Mrs.Smith!" "Lor' bless you, sir, he is that, and forward.

He gets a'most too much for me to manage, 'specially when my man is away days at a time." "Away, is he ?" said Holmes, in a disappointed voice.

"I am sorry for that, for I wanted to speak to Mr.Smith." "He's been away since yesterday mornin', sir, and, truth to tell, I am beginnin' to feel frightened about him.

But if it was about a boat, sir, maybe I could serve as well." "I wanted to hire his steam launch." "Why, bless you, sir, it is in the steam launch that he has gone.
That's what puzzles me; for I know there ain't more coals in her than would take her to about Woolwich and back.