Davy nodded solemnly. "A test run then. On the docks." He carefully folded the paper back up and tucked it away. "If he shows up, he'll be paid for the day. If he does well then you'll get your advance, elsewise I'll know I have to find other help." With that Davy tipped his hat. "Good luck with your afternoon tea, Mr. Longbottom."

"He'll be there. He'll be there." Harry assured him. He would drag the boy - for that was what he still was in Harry's eyes - there if he had to. "Just give us a day and time. He's a good lad. You'll not be disappointed." Harry was.