‘Stop him! Come back, you young villain! You’ve got a tooth among them halfpence.’
‘How was I to know I’d got it? You giv it me. I don’t want none of your teeth; I’ve got enough of my own.’ So the boy pipes, as he selects it from his change, and throws it on the counter.
‘Don’t sauce me, in the wicious pride of your youth,’
— Nov 16, 2025 11:26AM
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