F. Anstey

“ The railings were covered with wire netting inside, as he knew, but fortunately some one had left the gate open, and he pattered eagerly down the area steps, feeling safe and at home at last. The kitchen door was shut, but the window was not, and, as the sill was low, he contrived to scramble up somehow and jump into the kitchen, where he reckoned upon finding friends to protect him. ”

“ There's too much bally and music 'all about 'em, and not 'arf enough buttered slide and red-'ot poker."
"There's plenty of 'ead-whackin' in our show," said Bob, with some pride, "for my partner Jem, you see, he don't find as the dialogue comes as fluid to him as he could wish for, so he cuts a deal of it, and what ain't squeakin' is most likely stick—like a cheap operer."
"Your little dog seems very wet and tired," said a pretty housemaid, bending down to pat Dandy, as he lay stretched out wearily at her feet. "Would he eat a cake if I got one for him?" ”

“ Punch's Theatre. "The Toby as travels with us now is breakin' up, getting so blind he don't know Punch from Jack Ketch. But that there animal 'ud never make 'it as a Toby," he said, examining Dandy, critically. "Why, that's been a gen'leman's dog once, that has—we don't want no amatoors on our show!"
"It's the amatoors as draws nowadays," said the dog-fancier; "not but what this 'ere particular dawg has his gifts for the purfession. You see him sit up and smoke a pipe and give yer his paw, now." ”

“ And he put Dandy through these performances on the sloppy counter. It was much worse than being introduced to Angelina; but hunger and fretting and rough treatment had broken down the dog's spirit, and it was with dull submission now that he repeated the poor little tricks Hilda had taught him with such pretty perseverance.
"It's no use talking," said the showman, though he began to show some signs of yielding; "it takes a tyke born and bred to make a reg'lar Toby. ”

“ Punch from his native streets and in his natural uncivilized state, and Jem and Bob chanced to be the persons selected to exhibit him.
"Juveniles is all alike," observed the butler, who, having been commissioned to engage the showmen, condescended to feel a fatherly interest in the affair; "’igh or low, there's nothing pleases 'em more than seeing one party a-fetching another party a thunderin' good whack over the 'ead. ”

“ The longest-living author of this work died in 1934, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 89 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works. ”