"Hush, he'll hear you," she whispered. "What's his name?"
By way of answering, Phil addressed Grit in a condescending tone.
"Well, Grit, how is business to-day?"
"Rather quiet, thank you."
"You see, he earns his living by boating, explained Phil, with the manner of one who was speaking of a very inferior person.
"How much have you earned now?" he asked further.
"Only twenty cents," answered Grit; "but I suppose," he added, smiling, "I suppose you intend to pay me liberally."
"I mean to pay you your regular fare," said Phil, who was not of a liberal disposition.
"Thank you; I ask no more."