He looked back at Mr.Hobbs.

That gentleman's eyes seemed to be starting from his head.
"A hundred gavvos is a fortune not easily to be won," said the old dame.
"How can I be sure that you will pay me if you lose ?" "It is in my pocket, madam.

If I don't pay, you may instruct your excellent grandson to crack me over the head.

He looks as though he'd do it for a good deal less money, I'll say that for him." "He is honest--as honest as his grandmother," cried the old woman.

She bestowed a toothless grin upon him.