“I think you would look sufficiently attractive to be sure of your tips,” he answered.
“Flatterer!” she exclaimed, and laughed. “I shouldn’t look puritanical anyhow.”
“No,” he rejoined. “I don’t believe you could.”
“That sort of thing is all very well at a charity bazaar,” Rosie affirmed. “Even then, I prefer selling flowers.”
“And charging extra for pinning them in the lucky purchaser’s buttonhole?” he suggested.
“Come and find out whether I do that at the next bazaar,” she said.
“She always does well at the flower stall,” May commented. “That’s why they ask her to serve. I don’t see much difference between charging extra for pinning in a buttonhole and taking tips.”
“It’s both a form of blackmail,” Matheson asserted.
“You don’t believe in tipping then?”
“Oh! I believe in it—it’s too evident to be questioned; and custom, like the right of way through a person’s property, legalises most things.”