Sniggers:
What?
The Toff:
They will creep up behind me. Then my friends, Sniggers and Bill and
Albert, who gave them the slip, will do what they can.
Bill:
All right, Toffy. Trust us.
The Toff:
If you're a little slow you will see enacted the cheerful spectacle that accompanied the demise of Jim.
Sniggers:
Don't, Toffy. We'll be there all right.