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A cocksure, strutting, popinjay - he entreated his associates to refer to him simply as "The Guv'nor"

My days of unhappiness in the classrooms and dormitories of Dotheboys Hall were enlivened only by the company of my one, constant friend - Master Tommy Elphick - a cheery soul with whom I would spend many hours at marbles or bowling the hoop.

Sir Rodolph Austin, the eminent physician, whose mere presence in the bedchamber of London's ailing lords and ladies is said to be efficacious in the case of palsy, vapours, dropsy, rickets, jaundice and scarlet fever.

I sent out the office boy Joe Garner for porter and pies.

I was astounded to find my former business associate Jack Collison among that unhappy band languishing in Newgate debtors prison.

I humbly apologise. The candle-light in my chamber is very weak and my consumption grows daily

On the death of my parents I was articled as an apprentice clerk in the chambers of the stern-visaged lawyer Clayton Donaldson

Our journey up the Thames from Chatham and into London pool was skilfully contrived by the ship's captain - Clarence Seedorf.

I always purchase both my fowl and my madeira from the estimable establishment of the finest local grocer - Mr Guy Butters. Honest fellow!

I do believe my fob watch has been stolen by that thieving scoundrel Harry Arter.

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If you're venturing down to Limehouse basin on a dark, stormy night then I pray you - keep an eye out for the villainous Willo Flood.

Brennan Dickenson - the miller's son. A good-hearted soul led astray by his obsession with the beautiful but cold squire's daughter.