I told him seven shillings.
'You had better give it to me to take care of,' he said.

'At least, you can if you like.

You needn't if you don't like.' I hastened to comply with his friendly suggestion, and opening Peggotty's purse, turned it upside down into his hand.
'Do you want to spend anything now ?' he asked me.
'No thank you,' I replied.
'You can, if you like, you know,' said Steerforth.

'Say the word.' 'No, thank you, sir,' I repeated.
'Perhaps you'd like to spend a couple of shillings or so, in a bottle of currant wine by and by, up in the bedroom ?' said Steerforth.

'You belong to my bedroom, I find.' It certainly had not occurred to me before, but I said, Yes, I should like that.
'Very good,' said Steerforth.