The uneducated father in fustian and the educated boy in spectacles—Book 9, chap. v.
Sam Weller in Sierra Nevada—Book 9, chap. viii.
In a transport of presence of mind and fury, he instantly caught him up in both hands, and threw him over his own head out into the entry, where the check-takers received him like a game at ball—Book 10, chap. ii.
"I beg your pardon, sir," he answered, "but if it hadn't been for my pipe, I should have been nowhere"—Book 11, chap. iii.
