'When you might do so well? A man like me—and the children?'
'How you talk! Don't you think I'm fond of the children?'
'Come and sit down again and talk a bit.'
'No. Will you have the money, Mr. Bunce, or won't you?'
'I'd very much rather have you without it, Totty, and that's the honest truth.'
'Yes, but you can't, you see. Now, you'll have a rare tale to tell of me some day, when you're tired of me, And it's all come of your changing your lodgings.'
'I know.'
'No, you don't know. Come and sit down, and I'll tell you.'
Totty went back, and fondled Nelly against her side, and explained why the threatened change of abode had made her act with such independence—characteristic to the end.