r cent.

    `Poo go into trade, could you? You cant get more t y.

    `But I can turn a bit o money for you, an o risk it - not as to speak on. But if youd a mind to lend a bit o money to Mr tom,  an get a trifle for urd lady like you ud like tter if your nevvy took part on it.

    ` do you say, Mrs G.? said Mr Glegg. `Ive a notion,  tom  of a nest-egg - rest, you kno some little sums lyin idle ted up in a stockin toe, or t...

    `Mr Glegg, its beyond iverytion to tramps next, as they may come and rob me.

    `ell, o join me y pounds, you can - Ill make it fifty. tll be a pretty good nest-egg - eom?

    `Youre not counting on me, Mr Glegg, I  doubt. `Very  you. I so see t, urning to Bob.

    `And no to s me out o my o put money into it - I dont say as it sy pounds, to say it for me - but s in t not to risk till its proved as it  be lost.

    `Ay, ts a pleasant sort o risk, t is, said Mr Glegg, indiscreetly  tom,  Bob stemmed tburst.

    `Ay, mum, s s not fair. You see  bit of a job anss a fine to  my bit of a nest-egg as ter calls it, all by my o  torrys mill, an its gro an a bit, till In got a matter o ty pound to lay out, besides makin my mot more, ony Im suc  tin em  lustily), `any otty penny out on it. But me!... lors, I sty near w I paid for em.

    ` a bit of good net, noronising tone, moving from tea-table, and folding her napkin.

    `E  o look at. Id scorn to s you. It ud be an insult to you.

    `But let me see, said Mrs Glegg, s