"Lord! Sal, how you've altered!"
"Ladies, here you are—"
"I give you my word, sir, the fish will be home before you."
"Painted in the best style, for a tanner—"
"A spoonge, mister?"
"I'll cut a slice of this melon for you for—"
"She's dead, poor thing, peace be upon him."
"Yontovdik! Three bob for one purse containing—"
"The real live tattooed Hindian, born in the African Harchipellygo. Walk up."
"This way for the dwarf that will speak, dance, and sing."