"'It's all I've got left,' ses Sam; 'every ha'penny.'
"He 'ad to undress and even take 'is boots off afore they'd believe 'im, and then Ginger took 'is watch and he ses to Peter, 'Lemme see; 'arf of seventeen pounds is eight pounds ten; 'arf of five shillings is 'arf-a- crown; and 'arf of fourpence is twopence.'
"'What about me Ginger old pal?' ses Sam, in a kind voice. 'We must divide it into threes.'
"'Threes?' ses Ginger, staring at'im. 'Whaffor?'
"''Cos part of it's mine,' ses Sam, struggling 'ard to be perlite. 'I've paid for everything for the last ten days, ain't I?'
"'Yes,' ses Ginger. 'You 'ave, and I thank you for it.'
"'So do I,' ses Peter Russet. 'Hearty I do.'
"'It was your kind-'artedness,' ses Ginger, grinning like mad. 'You gave it to us, and we wouldn't dream of giving it to you back.'
"'Nothin' o' the kind,' ses Sam, choking.
"'Oh, yes you did,' ses Ginger, 'and you didn't forget to tell people neither. You told everybody. Now it's our turn.'