My own exclusive breakfast of a penny loaf and a
pennyworth of milk, I provided myself.
To picnic by some lonely stream-side on a few sandwiches, a flask of claret, and a
pennyworth of apples; to talk about the books we loved; to exchange our hopes and dreams,--we asked nothing better than this simple fare.
But there was always no money; they never paid for as much as a
pennyworth of peppermints.
I was in it two years ago, when it was Lady Lascelle's, and prefer it to almost any I know in London, and certainly she will then feel, to use a vulgar phrase, that she has got her
pennyworth for her penny.
Weevle, who is a handy good-for-nothing kind of young fellow, borrows a needle and thread of Miss Flite and a hammer of his landlord and goes to work devising apologies for window-curtains, and knocking up apologies for shelves, and hanging up his two teacups, milkpot, and crockery sundries on a
pennyworth of little hooks, like a shipwrecked sailor making the best of it.
Philip had been very adroit, and it was with a heavy heart that he gave up his winning; but his fingers itched to play still, and a few days later, on his way to the football field, he went into a shop and bought a
pennyworth of J pens.
Not content with this, he captured the floating policeman and induced him to stand opposite the entrance and watch it; and finally paused an instant for a
pennyworth of chestnuts, and an inquiry as to the probable length of the merchant's stay in the neighbourhood.
Tom's new purse and money burnt in his pocket; he wondered, as they toddled through the quadrangle and along the street, whether East would be insulted if he suggested further extravagance, as he had not sufficient faith in a
pennyworth of potatoes.
But, on the other hand, the postilion who drove us was a Viscount, a son of some bankrupt Imperial General, who accepted a
pennyworth of beer on the road.
Under one arm he carried a limp and worn-out case, containing some wind instrument; in the same hand he had a
pennyworth of snuff in a little packet of whitey-brown paper, from which he slowly comforted his poor blue old nose with a lengthened- out pinch, as Arthur Clennam looked at him.
On approaching nearer, Bella discerned that the refection had the appearance of a small cottage-loaf and a
pennyworth of milk.
If we went round the moon it would not make a
pennyworth of difference to me or to my work.
