Ullo, I ses to meself, "ere's another o' these 'ere dratted young fellermelads lorst 'is way,' I ses.

I suppose you think he wants to give me a booktoken for my granny?

because of the various attempts to undemocratize the government.

Well, she schlumphed her Vera down the screech at a rate of knots, zhooshed up the riah, checked the slap in the mirror behind the bar, straightened up one ogle fake riah that had come adrift, and bold as brass orderlied over as fast as she could manage in those bats and, in her best lips, asked, if she could parker the omi a bevvy.