"Your share," I answered.
"But why—what for?"
"Because we are friends and comrades, I hope, and according to the rules of the Brotherhood of the Roadside as expounded by you, 'those that have, give to those that haven't—it would be a poor world else.'"
"No, no!" he exclaimed, "no, no, can't be done—I think ye mean kindly, but it won't do."
"But why not?" I demanded.
"Because no man as is a man takes money unless he's earned it or lent it, or happens to be starving—"
"Nor woman either!" said Diana.
"Very well!" quoth I, a little ruefully, cramming the money back into my pockets. "Then perhaps you will come to Tonbridge and help me to spend it?"
"I would wi' j'y, but there's my work—ask Ann, she'll go wi' you."
"I'm busy, too!" said she, whereupon I turned and strode off in high dudgeon. But presently she overtook me, "Don't you think you'd better wash first?" she enquired. At this I stopped, for I had clean forgotten my grime.