Miss Mills cast him a high glance.
"-- There'd be trouble, I said, Miss Jamieson." "You did quite right, dear." "Two stamps, two sheets of paper and two envelopes, please, miss." He clicked four pence together on the counter.

Miss Mills rose slowly from her place, went a yard or two, and took down a large book.

Frank watched her gratefully.

Then she took a pen and began to make entries in it.
"Two stamps, two sheets of paper and two envelopes, please." Frank's voice shook a little with anger.

He had not learned his lesson yet.
Miss Mills finished her entry; looked at Frank with extreme disdain, and finally drew out a sheet of stamps.
"Pennies ?" she inquired sharply.
"Please." Two penny stamps were pushed across and two pennies taken up.
"And now two sheets of paper and two envelopes, please, miss," went on Frank, encouraged.