_Shoveller_. Whose d'ye think it is?

_Jack_. I mean--where did you get it?

_Shoveller_ (_bridling_). You mean I stole it?

_Jack_. No--no! I mean, I'd like to get one. (_The other pays no
heed._) You see, I'm up against it, and I thought perhaps I could
earn money shovelling snow. I'd like to get a shovel. (_The other
still pays no heed._) You wouldn't like to rent it for a while,
would you?

_Shoveller_ (_with mock merriment_). And me live on me income, hey?

_Jack. I might help you, perhaps--

_Shoveller_. Say, young fellow, if you really want to help me, get a
hot water bottle an' hold it to me feet!

_Jack (stands nonplussed, then turns away Left; as he is about to
exit he changes his mind, and rings the bell at the door of a house
Left. Butler comes_) I beg pardon--

_Butler_. Well, what d'ya want?

_Jack_. Could I shovel the snow off your sidewalk?

_Butler_ (_fiercely_). What d'ye mean by comin' to the front door?

_Jack_. Oh, I forgot.