WHY ANDY WENT BACK TO THE
SQUIRE WITHOUT HIS LETTER
While this person and many others were served, Andy lounged up and down the shop, every now and then putting in his head in the middle of the customers and saying:
“Will you gi’ me the letther?”
He waited for above half an hour, and at last left, when he found it impossible to get common justice for his master, which he thought he deserved as well as another man; for, under this impression, Andy determined to give no more than the fourpence. The squire, in the meantime, was getting impatient for his return, and when Andy made his appearance, asked if there was a letter for him.
“There is, sir,” said Andy.
“Then give it to me.”
“I haven’t it, sir.”
“What do you mean?”
“He wouldn’t give it to me, sir.”
“Who wouldn’t give it to you?”