What a fool you were, Smith, in saying that at Snooks's last night!
“I thought you said Snooks sent you for his clothes,” said Philo.
Mr. Gubb, I have just visited Snooks—so called—Turner at the jail.
Snooks, having eaten three wafers, was trying to lick his ear.
Snooks does not any more think it gentlemanlike to blackball attorneys.
The case there was altogether different—we ...