"Oh, indeed, sir! I fancy I can guess whom you think that's like"—Book 3, chap. iv.
Jenny twisted her venerable friend aside, to a brilliantly lighted toy-shop window, and said, "Now look at 'em! All my work!"—Book 3, chap. ii.
Feigning to be intent on her embroidery, she sat plying her needle until her busy hand was stopped by Mrs. Boffin's hand being lightly laid upon it—Book 3, chap. v.
"He can never be going to dig up the pole!" whispered Venus as they dropped low and kept close—Book 3, chap. vi.