“Oh! yes, certainly.”
Bill did as he wished, and drew forth a slip of paper and two £10 notes.
“Finnips, eh, Bill?” cried Peace in a voice of surprise.
“Yes; two tenners as I’m a living man.”
“Well I’m blessed. What did you mean the other day by saying you had not a friend in the world?”
“I’ve one or two friends left for all my grumbling,” observed Rawton, “and she who sent these is one.”
It was easy to see that he was much moved, for as he held the notes his hands trembled, and his countenance was indicative of deep emotion.
“You are a star in your way,” said Peace.
“Why?”
“Why, indeed, to all appearance you seem to be knocked silly instead of being pleased as anyone else would be under the circumstances. Who’s your friend?”