“He’s rather an irritable gentleman,” Crickledon murmured, and turned to Crummins.
Crummins growled: “He said it was misty, and gave him a twist.”
“What a big fool he must be! eh?” Mr. Smith glanced at Crickledon and the other faces for the verdict of Tinman’s townsmen upon his character.
They had grounds for thinking differently of Tinman.
“He’s no fool,” said Crickledon.
Another shook his head. “Sharp at a bargain.”
“That he be,” said the chorus.
Mr. Smith was informed that Mr. Tinman would probably end by buying up half the town.
“Then,” said Mr. Smith, “he can afford to pay half the money for that glass, and pay he shall.”
A serious view of the recent catastrophe was presented by his declaration.