I'm your body servant, Mr.Anne, or else I'm nothink.' 'Well, Rowley,' I said, 'I'll tell you what it's for.

It's for the good service you have done me, of which I don't care--and don't dare--to speak.

It's for your loyalty and cheerfulness, my dear boy.

I had meant it for you; but to tell you the truth, it's past mending now--it has to be yours.

Since that man is waiting by the bank, the money can't be touched until I'm gone.' 'Until you're gone, sir ?' re-echoed Rowley.