"I like to see a chap with brains.

Come, pick away." I did pick away, till I had about twenty in the soft green leaf, and then I stopped, knowing that in flowers and fruit I had twice as much as I should have obtained at the shop.
"Oh, come, get on," he cried contemptuously.

"You're not half a fellow.
Don't stop.

Does your back ache ?" "No, sir," I said; "but--" "Oh, you wouldn't earn your salt as a picker," he cried.

As he said this he came on to the bed, and, bending down, seemed to sweep a hand round the strawberry plant, gathering its leaves aside, and leaving the berries free to be snipped off by the right finger and thumb.