Don't drive it in too hard, as it will ‘spring’ the plane-iron, and make it concave.

Sacks of lime, and piles of sand, coils of cord and blocks of stone, scaffold-poles and timber-baulks, wheel-barrows grovelling upside-down, shovels and hods and planks and ladders, hats upon tombstones, and jackets on graves, sacred niches garnished with tobacco-pipes, and pious memories enlivened by Jim Crow—so cheerful was the British workman, before he was educated.

‘You're riding for a fall, Healey, you know that? There are hedges and ditches ahead and you are on course for an almighty cropper.... And I shall be cheering and laughing as you tumble,’ said Meddlar, his spectacles flashing. ‘That's just the warm-hearted Christian in you, sir.’

Funny man ah get drop like a bad habit.