Publisher's Synopsis
"I say, Rasp. Confound the man! Rasp, will you leave that fire alone? Do you want to roast me?" "What's the good o' you saying will I leave the fire alone, Mr Pug?" said the man addressed, stoking savagely at the grate; "you know as well as I do that if I leave it half hour you never touches it, but lets it go out." Half a scuttle of coals poured on. "No, no. No more coals, Rasp." "They're on now, Mr Pug," said Rasp, with a grim grin. "You know how the governor grumbles if the fire's out, and it's me as ketches it."
