The lad called out:
"That won't keep the cops out, miss, don't you think it!" Mr Frazer waited, as if to ascertain that his hint had been acted on. Then he crossed the little hollow, towards the bushes on the slope among which the lad was standing. "Don't you come too close," observed the lad.
"I don't intend to; I only wish to come close enough to enable you to hear what I have to say without making it necessary for me to raise my voice."
He ascended the slope until he was within a few feet of the other.
"That's near enough; none of your games."
"There's a bush between us; that is something. Now, sir, what is it you want?"
"What do I want? Why, I want five and twenty pounds, that's what I want."
"What for?"
"You know what for."
"Since, from your appearance, you never had so much money in your life, I suppose, in a general way, I do know what for. But do you expect me to give you five and twenty pounds?"