"Never have a mission, my dear child"—Chap. xxx.
And he shivered in the window-seat with Charley standing by him, like some wounded animal that had been found in a ditch—Chap. xxx.
"My love, you know these two gentlemen!" . . . "Yes!" says Mrs. Snagsby, and in a rigid manner acknowledges their presence—Chap. xxxiii.
"I have come down," repeats Grandfather Smallweed, hooking the air towards him with all his ten fingers at once, "to look after the property"—Chap. xxxiii.