From these Mr Venus rescues the canary in a glass case, and shows it to the boy.
'There!' he whimpers.

'There's animation! On a twig, making up his mind to hop! Take care of him; he's a lovely specimen .-- And three is four.' The boy gathers up his change and has pulled the door open by a leather strap nailed to it for the purpose, when Venus cries out: 'Stop him! Come back, you young villain! You've got a tooth among them halfpence.' 'How was I to know I'd got it?
You giv it me.

I don't want none of your teeth; I've got enough of my own.' So the boy pipes, as he selects it from his change, and throws it on the counter.
'Don't sauce ME, in the wicious pride of your youth,' Mr Venus retorts pathetically.' Don't hit ME because you see I'm down.

I'm low enough without that.

It dropped into the till, I suppose.