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keep so much money in the 'ouse—sich a neighb'r'ood, Mr. Perrott! Bring it round to-morrer morning at eleven."
"Awright, I'll come. Five quid, mind."
"Ah, yus," answered Mr. Weech, with a reproving smile. "It's reely more than I ought!"
Josh was jubilant, and forgot his sore ankle. He had never handled such a sum as five pounds since his fight with Billy Leary, years ago; when indeed, he had stooped to folly in the shape of lavish treating, and so had not enjoyed the handling of the full amount.
Mr. Weech, also, was pleased. For it was a great stroke of business to oblige so distinguished a person as the Mogul. There was no telling what advantages it might not lead to in the way of trade.
That night the Perrotts had a hot supper, brought from Walker's cookshop in paper. And at eleven the next morning
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