Take it back, John." Ah Fe's brow darkened.

He drew away from Mrs.Tretherick's extended hand, and began hastily to gather up his basket.
"Me no takee it back.

No, no! Bimeby pleesman he catchee me.

He say, 'God damn thief!--catchee flowty dollar: come to jailee.' Me no takee back.

You leavee money topside blulow, Fiddletown.