"When do they sail with the girl, Sally?"
"They're gone, my dear. They went at ten to-night."
At this news my heart began to throb painfully.
"They weren't long about it," said the younger girl.
"That Nikola's not long about anything," remarked the old woman.
"I hope Pipa Lannu will agree with her health—the stuck-up minx—I do!" the younger remarked spitefully. "Now where's the money he said I was to have. Give it to me and let me be off. I shall get the sack if this is found out."
"It was five pound I was to give yer, wasn't it?" the elder woman said.
"Ten," said the younger sharply. "No larks, Sally. I know too much for you!"
"Oh, you know a lot, honey, don't you? Of course you'd be expected to know more than old Aunt Sally, who's never seen anything at all, wouldn't you? Go along with you!"
"Hand me over the money, I say, and let me be off!"