“As bad a one as ever stopped in and wouldn’t come out again.”
“And you turn like that on a fellow.”
“You’re a cheat, Magg, and you took us in. That was your old ferret you sold me, and I wish I’d never paid you a shilling.”
“Nay, not you. It’s a good farret, and you’ve only paid me four shillin’ out of them five.”
“And I don’t think I shall pay you any more.”
“Nay, you must. Gents can’t break their words.”
“But they can break blackguards’ heads, Magg.”
“I ain’t a blackguard, and I sold you the ferret fair and square. It weren’t my fault you let it run down a hole in the loft.”
“When it proved directly that it was your old one, for there it stops.”
“I shouldn’t pay him the other shilling till he got it out, Tom,” I said.