"Well, I must take what I can get."
"And little enough too," said Eliza Watney. "Now do you know that they have set upon Mr. Little and beaten him within an inch of his life? Oh, Ned, you can't approve that, and him our best friend."
"Who says I approve it, thou fool?"
"Then tell the gentleman who the villain was; for I believe you know."
"I'll tell 'em summut about it."
Grotait turned pale; but still kept his glittering eye fixed on the sick man.
"The job was offered to me; but I wouldn't be in it. I know that much. Says I, 'He has had his squeak.'"
"Who offered you the job?" asked Mr. Holdfast. And at this moment Ransome came in.