You sall eat all as mosh as you vish, and drink more as you vish, but you cannot go avay.

It is not safe." There was the sound of a heavy fist brought down upon the table, and then the man, who had picked up a lanthorn, turned to them and said,-- "Down with you, youngsters!" The boys obeyed, and the man followed.
"Old Daygo don't like having to stay," he said laughingly.

"There you are, lads!--just room for you both without touching.

Shall I leave you the lanthorn ?" "Please," said Vince.

"Thank you .-- I say--" "Nay, you don't, lad," said the man, with gruff good humour; "you've nothing to say to me, and I've nothing to say to you.