“Bring out your dead!”

“Bring out your dead, nine pence!”

“Here’s one.”

“Nine pence.”

“I’m not dead!”

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“What?”

“Nothing. Here’s your nine pence.”

“I’m not dead!”

“Ere, He says he’s not dead!”

“Yes, he is.”

“I’m not!”

“He isn’t?”

“Well, he will be soon. He’s very ill.”

“I’m getting better!”

“No, you’re not, you’ll be stone dead in a moment.”

“Oh, I can’t take him like that! It’s against regulations!”

“I don’t want to go on the cart!”

“Oh, don’t be such a baby.”

“I can’t take him.”

“I feel fine!”

“Well, do us a favour.”

“I can’t!”

“Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won’t be long.”

“No, I’ve got to go to the Robinsons’, they’ve lost nine today.”

“Well, when’s your next round?

“Thursday.”

“I think I’ll go for a walk.”

“You’re not fooling anyone, you know!”

“Look. Isn’t there something you can do?”

“I feel happy. I feel happy…”

“Oof!”

“Ah, thanks very much.”

“Not at all. See you on Thursday.”