"All right," said the Captain. "Wilton will pay you, boy."
"You are exceedingly generous with other people's money," said the Earl, who was passing again.
"Lord help us! You don't grudge the boy a dirty half-crown?"
"Not I; only I would give it myself if I were you. A pretty grumbling will Wilton make."
"And let him grumble, and be d—d to him. How many half-crowns does he get from me, I wonder, and half-skivs too!"
The Captain then walked off by himself to where Jenny Forbes still stood, and cracked some joke, which she resented by a pretty pout of her lips and ill-feigned frown.
"By my troth, Jenny, you should come up to town with me; I would dress you out in silks and satins, and I am shot if you wouldn't just create a furore!"
"I shall choose a better guide than you, when I go!" retorted the girl, with a laugh.
"It will be long ere you find a better one," said the Captain, as he walked away.
"Or one who thinks better of himself, either," said the girl, as a parting hit.