There's nothing else, except the waiter.

Never mind the ink.

I lose by that.' 'What should you--what should I--how much ought I to--what would it be right to pay the waiter, if you please ?' I stammered, blushing.
'If I hadn't a family, and that family hadn't the cowpock,' said the waiter, 'I wouldn't take a sixpence.

If I didn't support a aged pairint, and a lovely sister,'-- here the waiter was greatly agitated--'I wouldn't take a farthing.

If I had a good place, and was treated well here, I should beg acceptance of a trifle, instead of taking of it.