"Good-day, boss," said the sweeper.
"Good-day. Have a drink?"
"Don't mind if I do have a pint," said he, readily.
"I'll have rum," said Hal.
After a little desultory conversation and the drinks had disappeared the sweeper, whom the barman addressed as Bill, returned the compliment, and put down a sovereign in payment.
"Hallo, Bill, where did you make this?" called out the barman, considerably astonished to find Bill with a sovereign in his possession.
"Never you mind. Give us a drink and have one yourself," he answered.
The drinks were served and Bill received his change, but still the barman seemed curious.
"Where did you get it, Bill?" he asked again, coming from behind the bar, which gave Hal an opportunity of getting rid of his rum.
"Never mind," said Bill, huffily. "Can't a fellow have a sovereign without you troubling yourself?"