“You are a vara intelligent young person,” said Mr. Miller, gravely.
“Ye had measured them wi' your walking-stick, sir; there's just ae scale ye didna wipe off, though ye are a carefu' mon, Mr. Miller; sae I laid the bait for ye an' fine ye took it.”
Miller took out his snuff-box, and tapping it said:
“Will ye go into partnership with me, my dear?”
“Ay, sir!” was the reply. “When I'm aulder an' ye're younger.”
At this moment the four merchants, believing it useless to disguise their co-operation, returned to see what could be done.
“We shall give you a guinea a barrel.”
“Why, ye offered her twenty-two shillings before.”
“That we never did, Mr. Miller.”
“Haw! haw!” went Flucker.