Morel, as master of the house, sat in his armchair, with his back to the hot fire.
The two butties had cooler seats.

None of them counted the money.
"What did we say Simpson's was ?" asked Morel; and the butties cavilled for a minute over the dayman's earnings.

Then the amount was put aside.
"An' Bill Naylor's ?" This money also was taken from the pack.
Then, because Wesson lived in one of the company's houses, and his rent had been deducted, Morel and Barker took four-and-six each.

And because Morel's coals had come, and the leading was stopped, Barker and Wesson took four shillings each.

Then it was plain sailing.