till patronising. `If to be a bit tter quality.

    `No, mum. I knoing up . `Im not going t expose trade to a lady like you. Packs is come do ud cut you to t to see t your service, sir, .

    `All in good time, said Mr Glegg, really uno cut s ted at tom?

    `No, sir; I left Stowe in my place.

    `Come, put do me see, said Mrs Glegg, draing y.

    `Dont you ask it, mum, said Bob, entreatingly.

    `Make no more  do as I tell you.

    `E I am, said Bob, sloing ep, and beginning to untie it  ences). `Its not as youll buy a single to do it... for tir a  ud be a pity for anybody to buy up ts as good as a junketing to em ime noo Lace on, becoming rapid again, and  er, an ony t by Providence o purpose to c for t got muc  been for to t five s a fart  nibbles off time, an t to to make a bit of a blaze for em. Lors, its as good as a fire, to look at such a hankicher!

    Bob  a distance for admiration, but Mrs Glegg said sharply,

    `Yes, but nobody s a fire time o year. Put t me look at your nets, if youve got em.

    `Eold you  ud be, said Bob, flinging aside tion. `I kno ud turn again you to look at sucry articles as I carry. s t it? You mig poor folkss victual, mum - it ud ony take aite. t, as tterns all missed - lors, oree mig, added Bob, flinging it beo turf, as if to save Mrs Gleggs eyes, `itll be bougers  Fibbs End - ts en s - ten yards, countin ty s a penny less. But Ill say no more, mum, its noto you - a piece o muslim like t - you can afford