Take the twopence and go away.

Damn you--take the twopence." The man retreated in a scare.
"Won't you take the twopence?
I should advise you to." Anybody but a born fool or a hero would have taken the twopence.

I think the scrubby man had the makings of a hero.

He looked up at the blazing giant.
"You be damned!" said he, retreating a pace.
Then, suddenly, with the swiftness of a panther, Jaffery sprang on him, grasped him in the back by a clump of clothes--it seemed, with one hand, so quickly was it done--and hurled him yards away over the railings.

I can still see the flight of the poor devil's body in mid air until it fell into a holly-bush.