"Well," said I, "Child's is but a step from this: you may go and get the cash,—just giving me an acknowledgment."
Nabb drew out the acknowledgment with great punctuality, and set off for the bankers, whilst I prepared myself for departure from this abominable prison.
He smiled as he came in. "Well," said I, "you have touched your money; and now, I must tell you, that you are the most infernal rogue and extortioner I ever met with."
"O no, Mishter Shtubbsh," says he, grinning still, "dere is som greater roag dan me,—mosh greater."
"Fellow," says I, "don't stand grinning before a gentleman; but give me my hat and cloak, and let me leave your filthy den."
"Shtop, Shtubbsh," says he, not even Mistering me this time, "here ish a letter, vich you had better read."
I opened the letter: something fell to the ground:—it was my check.