"Jones, show his lordship the stock-list," said Spiffy, with a swagger.
"Ask the syndicate," said Jones, looking at Spiffy in a significant way.
Spiffy got uncommonly pale, but recovered himself in a second.
Spiffy first suggested the plan to me, and we found it succeed admirably last year.
Spiffy Goldtip sent mamma mine, but declines to come to the front about Amy.