This from Jerry Tompkins; you have probably no idea how hungry he was at that moment.
It had seen its best days, Jerry thought, and so had he, for that matter.
Jerry, you honest tradesman, it wouldn't suit your line of business!
A carriage with post-horses was ready at the Bank door, and Jerry was booted and equipped.
"Ye-es, sir," returned Jerry, in something of a dogged manner.
"It's the damp, sir, what settles on my chest and voice," said Jerry.
Jerry has been my bodyguard on Sunday nights for a long time past and I am used to him.
Her victims, who stared resignedly in front of them, were recognisable as Jerry and Rosa.
Her limbs were rigid, her eyes glassy; what had Jerry been doing?
Jerry says old Phin turned and snapped out over his shoulder: 'Why not?
