"Money and not a place to spend it in! Why can't I go in there ?" he peevishly inquired with a tremulous gesture towards a half-open door through which a glimpse could be got of a neat little snuggery.

"Nobody'll see me.

Give me a glass and leave me till I rap for you in the morning.

That's worth a fiver.

Don't you think so, missus ?--And we'll begin by passing over the fiver." "No." She was mighty peremptory and what was more, she was in a great hurry to get rid of him.