W. Pett Ridge, On the Central (1896)
“ Bailey shook the dormant Tomkins roughly. “It’s all ri’, Maria,” said Mr. Tomkins, opening his eyes and closing them again; “I’m not goin’ to work to-day.” “Wake yourself up, you silly idiot!” cried Mr. Bailey. “We’ve got to set out at once. How is it the boy is not asleep?” Mr. Tomkins rubbed his eyes and blinked at Master Anstruther stupidly. “Yes,” he said, “why is it you’re not asleep in bed? Who told you you could wake up? You just see what a lot of trouble you give anybody just for want of a little thought.” “Listen to me, Tomkins,” said Mr. Bailey. ”
