“Yes, I do.”
“You've no call to heed the girls' nonsense, anyway.”
“Herregud, let the old fellow go if he wants to,” said his sister.
At last the deputy and his wife came in again, stiffly and stubbornly silent.
Well! And how much did I owe them?
H'm! They would leave it to me.
They were all alike—a mean and crafty lot; I felt myself stifling, and picking out the first note that came to hand I flung it at the woman.
Was that enough?
H'm! A tidy bit, for sure, but still.... And some might say 'twas enough, but....
How much was it I had given her?