I've kept my part of the bargain, and I mean to keep the money.

I'm not Yorkshire myself, young gentleman, but I've lived long enough in these parts to have my wits sharpened, and I shouldn't wonder if you found out the way to brighten up yours next time you come among us." With these words the landlord turned toward the door, and laughed to himself softly, in high satisfaction at his own sharpness.
Startled and shocked as he was, Arthur had by this time sufficiently recovered himself to feel indignant at the trick that had been played on him, and at the insolent manner in which the landlord exulted in it.
"Don't laugh," he said sharply, "till you are quite sure you have got the laugh against me.

You shan't have the five shillings for nothing, my man.

I'll keep the bed." "Will you ?" said the landlord.

"Then I wish you a good night's rest." With that brief farewell he went out and shut the door after him.
A good night's rest! The words had hardly been spoken, the door had hardly been closed, before Arthur half repented the hasty words that had just escaped him.