Somehow or other I had been so occupied, and my mind so intent upon the task given me, that I had thought no more about asking to see him; and now, here he was, Mr Rowle's twin brother, in angry altercation with the overseer, while Jem Smith stood in the door. The latter had been let off a good many dirty, tasks of late, and I had succeeded to them, but the promotion he had received did not seem to have been attended with success. "Now look hero, Grimstone," the little man was saying, "you needn't bark at me, for I don't care a pinch of snuff for all your snarls. I asked you to send me up the best boy you had, to read, and you sent me your worst." "Mr Rowle, it is false, sir." "And I say it is true, and that you did it all out of your crass obstinacy and determination to be as disagreeable as you can to everybody in the place." "I sent you up one of my best boys, Mr Rowle." "And I say you sent me your very worst--as thick-headed, stupid a dunce as ever entered the place. Look here," he continued, flourishing a sheet of manuscript in one hand, a long slip of printed paper in the other. "He can't read that plain piece of writing, and as to the print, why, he's little better." "No such thing, sir," said Mr Grimstone, fuming. "Don't tell me `no such thing,'" said the little man fiercely. "Why, the biggest fool in the office would do better. Here, boy," he cried to me, as I stood there with my hands as black as dirty type could make them; "come here." I went up to him. "He's no good," said Mr Grimstone sharply. "He has only just come." "Don't talk to me, sir," cried Mr Rowle angrily. "You can't pick out a decent boy, so I must do it myself. Here, boy, read that out aloud." I took the piece of paper with trembling hands, doubting my own power to read the lines of crabbed writing, and feeling that even if I could read it I should give dire offence to the overseer by so doing; but I could not help myself, and raising the piece of manuscript written closely on a sheet of ruled foolscap, I saw that it was just such a legal document as I had often copied at Mr Blakeford's. In fact, something of the old feeling of dread that I used to experience when receiving such a paper from him made a huskiness come in my throat, but clearing my voice, I began: "`And the aforesaid deponent also saith that in such a case it would be necessary for the said lessor, his heirs, executors, administrators, and assigns, to make over and deliver, whenever and wheresoever the aforesaid lessee, his heirs, executors, administrators or assigns should desire him so to do--" "Stop!" said the little man tightening his lips and taking a pinch of snuff. "You did not read that exactly as it's written there." "No, sir," I said, "`executors, administrators, and assigns,' were all contracted."