"But I have sufficient interest in you, despite your financial difficulties, to believe you might find this five-pound note of service on your travels." "No, thank you," said Jeffreys, putting his hand behind his back.
"Don't mention it," said his guardian, returning it to his pocket.
"There is, when I come to think of it," added he, "a sovereign which really belongs to you.

It is the balance of your last quarter's allowance, which I had been about to send to you this week.

I would advise you to take it." "Is it really mine ?" "Pray come and look over the accounts.

I should like to satisfy you." "If it is really mine I will take it," said the boy.
"You are sensible," said his guardian, putting it into his hand.

"You are perfectly safe in taking it.