“‘It’s on’y for a day or two,’ he whispers.
“‘But ‘ow am I to escape when you’ve got the brass?’ ses the wild man.
“‘We’ll look arter that,’ ses Ginger, who ’adn’t got the least idea.
“The wild man ’ad a little show for the last time, jist to impress Ted Reddish, an’ it was pretty to see the way William ’andled ’im. The look on the wild man’s face showed as ‘ow it was a revelashun to ’im. Then ’is three mates took a last look at ’im and went off.
“For the fust day Sam felt uneasy about ’im, and used to tell us tales about ’is dead brother which made us think Beauty was lucky to take arter ’is mother; but it wore off, and the next night, in the Admiral Cochrane, ’e put ’is ’ead on Ginger’s shoulder, and wep’ for ’appiness as ’e spoke of ’is nevy’s home at ‘’Appy Cottage.’
“On the third day Sam was for going round in the morning for the money, but Ginger said it wasn’t advisable to show any ’aste; so they left it to the evening, and Peter Russet wrote Sam a letter signed ‘Barnum,’ offering ’im two ’undered for the wild man, in case Ted Reddish should want to beat ’em down. They all ’ad a drink before they went in, and was smiling with good temper to sich an extent that they ’ad to wait a minute to get their faces straight afore going in.
“‘Come in,’ ses Reddish, and they follered ’im into the parler, where Mrs. Reddish was sitting in a armchair shaking ’er’ ead and looking at the carpet very sorrowful.
“‘I was afraid you’d come,’ she ses, in a low voice.
“‘So was I,’ ses Reddish.
“‘What for?’ ses old Sam. It didn’t look much like money, and ’e felt cross.