“I’m proper sorry to be leaving, sir,” he said. “But it’s a good pitch. I know that. Wi’ luck I shall make thirty or thirty-five shillings a month, and that’s what we’ve got to think on. If we could stay on at the cottage, we’d like to pay rent for it.” “So you shall,” said Ross, “when I think you can afford it. Don’t be so generous with your money till you see if it goes around.”
