They used to make me merry for a while, now and then; but they've taken now to burnin' up my inside, an' filling my 'ead with devils; an' I'm gettin' afeard of 'em, an' they'll 'ave to see me through to the end.
"Fifty year," he resumed, after another interval of brooding, "an' not one 'appy day.

I was a-thinkin' of it over to myself, and, says I, 'What's the reason on it ?' The reason is, 'cos I ain't never 'ad money.
Money means 'appiness, an' them as never 'as money, 'll never be 'appy, live as long as they may.

Well, I went on a-sayin' to myself, 'Ain't I to 'ave not _one_ 'appy day in all my life ?' An' it come to me all at once, with a flash like, that money was to be 'ad for the trouble o' takin' it--money an' 'appiness." The bleared eye rolled with a sort of self-congratulation, and the coins jingled more loudly.
"A pound ain't no use; nor yet two pound; nor yet five pound.

An' five pound's what I never 'ad in fifty year.

There's a good deal more than five pound 'ere now, Mr.Waymark; I've reckoned it up in my 'cad.