Now lam going to tell you, Mr. Ironmaster, how things are,� he said. This whole world is nothing but a big rattrap. All the good things that are offered to you are nothing but cheese rinds and bits of pork,
set out to drag a poor fellow into trouble. And if the sheriff comes now and locks me up for this, then you, Mr lronmaster, must remember that a day may come when you yourself may want to get a big piece of pork.
and then you will get caught in the trap.� The iron master began to laugh. �That was not so badly said, my good fellow. Perhaps we should let the sheriff alone on Christmas Eve, But now get out of here as fast as you can.�