Whatever I may be, they don't deserve it." "For their sake, then, give me the bill.

Bless you, any one can put his hand to paper.

Consider yourself lucky I don't insist on taking it out in hard cash." It was no use arguing or protesting with a man like this.

The captain flung himself miserably into a chair and scrawled out the ill-omened document.
Ratman snatched it up with a grunt of triumph.
"That's more like," said he.

"What's the use of all that fuss?
Plenty of things can happen in a month.