“Much the same. But I gets more coppers now than I used to, and I can get summats to eat, and take browns enough home besides to keep her from grumbling. It's a good thing she's so blind, though.”
“Why?” asked Diamond.
“'Cause if she was as sharp in the eyes as she used to be, she would find out I never eats her broken wittles, and then she'd know as I must get something somewheres.”
“Doesn't she watch you, then?”
“O' course she do. Don't she just! But I make believe and drop it in my lap, and then hitch it into my pocket.”
“What would she do if she found you out?”
“She never give me no more.”
“But you don't want it!”
“Yes, I do want it.”
“What do you do with it, then?”