on i ting and snapping like a mad dog! Its beyond everyty s tered in a tone of sorroation: Mr Glegg pusea from apped table h his hands.)

    `ell, Mr Glegg! if ts best taking off  in an excited manner. `But if you talk o my being provided for beyond , I beg leave to tell you as Id a rigo except a many t find. And as to my being like a mad dog, its  cried sy for your treatment of me, for its  bear, and I  bear...

    imated t so cry, and breaking off from speecly.

    `Sally, s a fire upstairs, and put to order w youd like for dinner. I shall have gruel.

    Mrs Glegg o took doers `Saints Everlasting Rest omed to lay open before  Sunday mornings - or ave han usual.

    But Mrs Glegg carried sometairs ogets Rest and t possible for o endure existence on tly before tea-time. tly Mr Gleggs suggestion t so let ill until a good investment turned up, and, furtic  at amp, remely reticent about s, , like ot c of ening   s and  if estamentary tenderness, it ing to t tuff, and ence on t of snails, ouc  an end. to survive Mr Glegg and talk eulogistically of   anding ions - to erest coming in more frequently and secrete it in various corners baffling to t ingenious of to Mrs Gleggs mind, banks and strong boxes o by o be erite and present dignity comprised in being a `, - all ttering and conciliatory vieure. So t o good- of y cting rolled up in t upstairs to  tolling for poor Mr Morton, Mrs Glegg anse as if so take to.

    Baxter  least eigime, for it o quarrel often, it f