I ask you for the loan of three half-crowns, distinctly, and without a blush.

I ask it, almost as a right.

And when I add that they will be returned by post, this week, I feel that you will blame me for that sordid stipulation.' Mr Pinch took from his pocket an old-fashioned red-leather purse with a steel clasp, which had probably once belonged to his deceased grandmother.

It held one half-sovereign and no more.

All Tom's worldly wealth until next quarter-day.
'Stay!' cried Mr Tigg, who had watched this proceeding keenly.