as a jiffy.
“It is not worth my while,” pursues Podsnap, becoming handsomely mollified, “and it is the reverse of important to my position. But it is not my wish to set myself up as law for another man, differently situated. You think it is worth your while, and is important to your position. Is that so?”
Always with the proviso that Podsnap will rally round him, Veneering thinks it is so.
“Then you don’t ask my advice,” says Podsnap. “Good. Then I won’t give it you. But you do ask my help. Good. Then I’ll work for you.”
Veneering instantly blesses him, and apprises him that Twemlow is already working. Podsnap does not quite approve that anybody should be already working—regarding it rather in the light of a liberty—but tolerates Twemlow, and says he is a well-connected old female who will do no harm.