Coachman at door (to linkman, as Mr. B. goes down the steps).
Nevertheless, he put his hand in his pocket and gave the linkman half-a-crown.
They strolled down the road for a few moments in silence, passing a linkman on the way.
I found my linkman leaning against a post and laughing heartily.
I expected, I think, to see the dreaded figure of the linkman.
The linkman at sight of him stopped an instant, then marched on.
linkman and Laver in Budge Row, perhaps—reliable, not too conspicuous, only nodding acquaintances.
Coachman at Door (to linkman, as Mr. B. goes down the steps).
The friar received her; she went in, and directly the linkman stood alone outside.
The linkman had retreated to the other side of the way, where he seemed on the point of fleeing, leaving his master to his fate.