Bob snatched it aght ov his hand an put it in his desk, but th' lad
still stood grinnin.

"Dooan't aw get owt for bringin it? Aw know what it is, an aw should
think its worth summat."

Bob's face wor as red as a hep, an th' sweeat wor like dew on his
forheead,--th' leeast coin he had wor a shillin, but he put it into his
hand an bundled him aght, wol th' maister gave him a luk at made him
uncomfortable for th' balance o'th day.

When five o'clock set him at liberty, he tuk his parcel once moor an
started for hooam; but ther wor a grim luk ov determination on his face.

"Aw'll get rid o' thee this time, if aw have to walk twenty mile to find
a place," he sed. "Th' chap aw bowt thee on, sed ther wor nowt like a
bull pup for stickin, an tha's stuck to me wi a vengence. Aw wodn't goa
throo another day like this for all th' bull pups i' Bulgaria! An if
Angelina ivver perswades me to buy another aw hooap they'll call me bull
pup for th' rest o' mi days!"

He'd nearly getten hooam, when he coom to th' corner ov a small croft,
an as ther wor nubdy abaat he dropt it ovver th' wall; an mutterin
summat throo his teeth, an shakkin his fists, he went hooam, but net
i'th sweetest o' tempers.

Angelina lukt him up an daan, an in a surprised voice axt, "Hasn't ta
browt it back?"

"Browt it back! Browt what back? Does ta think awm daft?"