"Oh fie, fie!" cried Mr. Pecksniff. "You are very pleasant. That I am sure you don't! That I am sure you don't! How can you, you know"—Chap. xliv.
Mr. Moddle, with a dark look, replied: "The drivers won't do it"—Chap. xlvi.
Mrs. Gamp favours the company with an exhibition of professional skill—Chap. xlvi.
Done—Chap. xlvii.
