Let us hope it's the opposite here.

They can't spend much on the management anyhow.

That pumpkin-headed boy was the staff, I suppose.

Ha, by Jove, that's his voice, and he's got our man, I think!" As he spoke the youth appeared in the doorway with a small, brown, dried-up little chip of a man at his heels.

He was clean-shaven and blue-chinned, with bristling black hair, and keen brown eyes which shone out very brightly from between pouched under-lids and drooping upper ones.