'Not so much as the vorth o' that 'ere old umberella o' yourn,' replied Sam.
'Perhaps,' said Mr. Stiggins hesitatingly, after a few moments' deep thought, 'perhaps she recommended me to the care of the man of wrath, Mr. Samuel?'
'I think that's wery likely, from what he said,'rejoined Sam; 'he wos a-speakin' about you, jist now.''Was he, though?' exclaimed Stiggins, brightening up. 'Ah! He's changed, I dare say. We might live very comfortably together now, Mr. Samuel, eh? I could take care of his property when you are away—good care, you see.'