"I wish my Lady could only hear all this," said Rep ton, in a whisper to Martin.
We ain't the sort o' characters to presoom on our rep'tations—they're bad.
She sat down in a rep chair at his right, and they looked at each other.
The seats were covered with rep, but must have had haircloth on them at one time.
I'm going to get myself a rep bigger'n all theirs put together.