Can you lend me a bob?
I'll give it you back to-morrow as soon as I've unpacked." It did strike Fisher minor as queer that any one should pack shillings up in a trunk, but he was too pleased to oblige this important and fashionable-looking personage to raise any question.
"Yes.

Can you give me change out of a half-crown?
Or you can pay me the lot back to-morrow, I shan't be wanting it till then," said he.
"All serene, kid; I'm glad you are our side.

I shall be able to give you a leg-up with the fellows.

Whose house are you in ?" "Wakefield's, the same as my brother." "What--then you must be a Classic! They're all Classics at Wakefield's.
Why can't you tell the truth when you're asked, instead of a howling pack of lies ?" "I didn't know, really, I thought--" "Come, that's a good one.

Any idiot knows what side he's on at Fellsgarth." Fisher minor was greatly confused to stand convicted thus of greenness.
"You see," said he, putting on a little "side" to cover his shame, "I was bound to be stuck on the same side as my brother, you know." "Nice for you.