I don't think they've decided about it.

Whatever's to be done to it will be an extra, because all that's said about it in the contract is to face it up with putty and give it one coat of white.
So you and Easton 'ad better get on with it.' Slyme was busy softening some putty by rubbing and squeezing it between his hands.
'I suppose I'd better finish the room I started on on Saturday ?' he asked.
'All right,' replied Crass.

'Have you got enough colour ?' 'Yes,' said Slyme.
As he passed through the kitchen on the way to his work, Slyme accosted Bert, the boy, who was engaged in lighting, with some pieces of wood, a fire to boil the water to make the tea for breakfast at eight o'clock.
'There's a bloater I want's cooked,' he said.
'All right,' replied Bert.

'Put it over there on the dresser along of Philpot's and mine.' Slyme took the bloater from his food basket, but as he was about to put it in the place indicated, he observed that his was rather a larger one than either of the other two.

This was an important matter.