See how I feel." "Ready ?" "What for ?" "To go and see old Joe Daygo." "Haven't got the money with me now." "We'll go and fetch it, and then go to him." Mike grunted.
"There, it's of no use to hang back, Ladle; we've got it to do, so let's get it done." "Yes; you keep on saying we've got it to do, but you don't jump up to go and do it." "I'm quite ready," said Vince; "and I'll jump up if you will.

Now then, ready ?" "Don't bother." "But we must go, Ladle." "Well, I know that; but I haven't got the money, and it's so far to fetch it, and I ache all over, and I don't want to see old Joe to-day, and--" "There, you're shirking the job," interrupted Vince.
"No, I'm not, for I want to get it over." "Then don't stop smelling the stuff; hold your nose, tip it up, and you shall have a bit of sugar to eat after it if you're a good boy." "Oh, Cinder, how I should like to punch your head!" "No, you wouldn't.

Come on and take your physic." "I won't till I like.

So there." "`Cowardy, cowardy, custard, Ate his father's mustard,'" said Vince.

"I say, I don't see that there was anything cowardly in eating his father's mustard.