The first one sang-- "Who's bin digging-up MY nuts?
Who's been digging-up MY-nuts?" But nobody ever answers!
I have wrought my simple plan If I give one hour of joy To the boy who's
half a man, Or the man who's
half a boy.
The men who stood round much approved this speech, and one of them said, "It is desperate hard, and if a man sometimes does what is wrong it is no wonder, and if he gets a dram too much who's to blow him up?"
It is hard lines for man and it is hard lines for beast, and who's to mend it I don't know: but anyway you might tell the poor beast that you were sorry to take it out of him in that way.
this you're sending up tonight?" the station-master asked.
over him, he cries; --aye, he would be a democrat to all above; look, how he lords it over all below!
"Oh, bother the credit and who's been right or wrong!
He's the type who's kept Europe back for a thousand years.
"You couldn't have come in to see protegees, humble friends, that sort of thing, or you'd have gone through into the parlour...and you couldn't have come in because you were ill, or you'd have spoken to the woman of the place, who's obviously respectable...besides, you don't look ill in that way, but only unhappy....
"Of course the superficial, on reflection," said Flambeau, "would think first of this Australian brother who's been in trouble before, who's come back so suddenly and who's just the man to have shabby confederates.
John faintly articulated the words, 'Who's