"I will not have this sort of thing in my house," Jos again interposed. "I say I will not have it; and Dobbin, I beg, sir, you'll stop it." And he looked round, trembling and turning very red, and gave a great puff, and made for his door.

"I will not have this sort of thing in my house," Jos again interposed. "Dobbin, I beg, sir, you'll stop it." And trembling and turning very red, he gave a great puff, and made for his door.
