SNOUTER:…likely story! Bin swigging it on the way more likely.
DADDY [emerging from his overcoat]: Drum of tea, eh? I could sup a drum of tea.
[Belches slightly.]
CHARLIE: When their pubs get like perishing razor stops? I know.
NOSY WATSON: Tea. Better'n that cocoa in the stir, though. Lend's your cup, Matie.
GINGER: Jest wait'll I knock a hole in this tin of milk. Shy us a money or your life, someone.
MRS BENDIGO: Easy with that bloody sugar! ‘I have paid for it, I should like to know?
MR TALLBOYS: I thank thee for that humour. Pippin's Weekly made quite a feature of the case.
'Missing Canon's Sub Rosa Romance. Intimate Revelations.' And also an Open Letter in John Bull: 'To a Skunk in Shepherd’s Clothing'. A pity, I was marked out for preferment.
[To Dorothy]
Gaiters in the f
