But a man likes to be paid, you understand?
So, having a job down Owston way, I thought I'd walk over and jog his reverence's memory." "The money will be paid, sir, in due course, I make no doubt," said Emilia bravely.

Some of her sisters were white in the face.
Hetty alone seemed to ignore the man's presence, and gazed over the fields towards Epworth.
"Ah, 'in due course!' Let me tell you, miss, that if all the money owing to me was paid, I'd--I'd--" He broke off.

"I have ambitions, _I_ have: and a head on my shoulders.

London's the only place for a man like me.

Gad, if _these_ were only full"-- he slapped his pockets--"there's no saying I wouldn't up and ask one of you to come along o' me! There's that beauty, yonder," he jerked his thumb at Hetty.