Mr. Boffin drew a deep groan.

“Now, wait a bit, Boffin; there’s something more. In your employment is an underhanded sneak, named Rokesmith. It won’t answer to have him about, while this business of ours is about. He must be discharged.”

“Rokesmith is already discharged,” said Mr. Boffin, speaking in a muffled voice, with his hands before his face, as he rocked himself on the settle.

“Already discharged, is he?” returned Wegg, surprised. “Oh! Then, Boffin, I believe there’s nothing more at present.”