"What do you think of Pugsby? I can't bear his wife; but that's
nothing to do with it. I know my duty to my babe: I wish other
people did. What do you say?

"PUGSBY'S A WICKED FELLOW?

"Ha! that's like you--always giving people a bad name. We mustn't
always believe what the world says, Caudle; it doesn't become us as
Christians to do it. I only know that he hasn't chick or child; and,
besides that, he's very strong interest in the Blue-coats; and so, if
Pugsby--Now, don't fly out at the man in that manner. Caudle, you
ought to be ashamed of yourself! You can't speak well of anybody.
Where DO you think to go to?

"What do you say, then, to Sniggins? Now, don't bounce round in that
way, letting the cold air into the bed! What's the matter with
Sniggins?

"YOU WOULDN'T ASK HIM A FAVOUR FOR THE WORLD?

"Well, it's a good thing the baby has somebody to care for it: _I_
will. What do you say?

"I SHAN'T?

"I will, I can tell you. Sniggins, besides being a warm man, has
good interest in the Customs; and there's nice pickings there, if one
only goes the right way to get 'em. It's no use, Caudle, your
fidgetting about--not a bit. I'm not going to have baby lost--