tending to Refute t t of a Pocket-Knife

        IN t dark time of December ture lasted beyond tulliver, o ma an irritability o    effect ty and insensibility,    tical    to urnbull    it o let o move o Lukes cottage, a plan ulliver, t er o    t imprisoned in t ccrate figure on tremblio tinate, painful repetition. But it    last - t time of importunate certainty and eye-straining suspe as metallic as t follo ramping of footsteps on t. Mrs tullivers blond face seemed aged ten years by t ty e terrible    tering at t t first oo be identified as eful publicity of to sit and make no sign of tation. Sucreaks of    once looked as if t ted, bad-tempered    came to t on y, o scrub and sed by a tinual l against `folks as came to buy up ot of `scrazing tops of maables over o - suffer a e of tissue tion. S scrubbing indiscriminately, for t of trocious kind made by people o fetc s ing t `pipe-smoking pig t, to sufort as could be given to it by liness and ticles of furniture bougress and tea in it t nigermined.

        It eatime,    Master tom ed. ted ents, by t fire and dleligom    even an indefinite sense of any acquaintance    but active figure, per looked at    in a disc of freckles, and pulled some curly red locks rong iion of respect. A loain s of dirt on t of tume, as of tables prepared f upon, suggested a calling t o do s, but t oms memory.

        `Sarvant, Mr tom, said o break t,    on, as tom tio look at    Id like to talk to you by yourself a bit, please.

        `tom, said Kezia, o leaving tcoasting.

        `e tom, o Guest & Co.s ion ran tinually to particular spot, and uncle Deane migime be sending for o say t tuation at liberty.

        t fire in t t sless floor and table - no, not table: table in a er, . It range bare tom felt first, before    of looking again at t up by tole a ioning gla irely strange voice said--

        ` remember Bob, t knife, Mr tom?

        t knife aken out in t and t blade opened by ible demonstration.

        `! Bob Jakin? said tom - not , for    a little as early intimacy symbolised by t-knife, and    at all sure t Bobs motives for recalling it irely admirable.

        `Ay, ay, Bob Jakin - if Jakin it must be, cause t arter t day as I plumped rig I got tig, an a scratter it tlis I     in, cause t be    me an givin me anotid, for t sucry - its got used to my     by my o    Bill Faerrier pup istid o dro, and I o jaw    me.

        Bob spoke reble volubility, and got tate rub on his sleeve when he had finished.

        `ell, Bob, said tom,    air of patroo be as friendly as    of aer ting quarrel, `is thing I    do for you?

        `om, ansing up urning it to ,    rouble an folks say as ter, as I used t for fun urnip, as t up    o ax you to gi me anots enoug ax : an a good turns om, an you tle c    me again. t lors! you get tried o leat you    o s. In seen d starin at a bougill t out, afore tail    a leaf. Its poor    som, an I could trusten you for droppin doi time at a runninrot, or a stoat, or t, he bushes.

        Bob    a dirty vas bag, aered ted a look of surprise and curiosity at . But t moment tered room came upon Maggie    overpo of Bobs presence. ely glanced from o t t table her books.

        `O tom, s out, clasping    my uncle Glegg said     us?

        `I suppose so, said tom,    of desperate indifference. ` so little furniture?

        `O but, tom, said Maggie, ears, as so table to see tle paints, and t picture of Pilgrim le on, looking just like a turtle - O dear! Maggie    on, urned over t    he beginning!

        Maggie turned aable and to a cears ready to roll doo t    gaze of an intelligent dumb animal, ions more perfect than his prehension.

        `ell, Bob, said tom, feeling t t of t came to see me because rouble? t ured of you.

        `Ill tell you    is, Master tom, said Bob, beginning to unt s tin my livin - if it    in torrys mill. But a fortnit ago Id a rare bit o luck - I allays t I rap but c t a trap, it orrys mill, an I doused it, else it ud    t, an ten suvreigns -    ed c I kno afore - but ts en suvreigns, an t    neable. `An le o brot sort o life I sake to - for trades Id t on, for as for tired out , for it pulls t till tterlings. An I t first Id s an dogs an be a rotketc as I s knoo ttom o rotkett till at last I settled Id be a pa, for test tongue, as is no use, s nor barges. An I s try far an ongue, a my dinner    at t ud be a lovely life!

        Bob paused, and t decision, as if resolutely turning    paradisaic picture--

        `But I dont mind about it, not a co buy my mot a blue plus an a sealskin cap - for if I meant to be a pa, Id do it respectable. But I dont mind about it - not a c turnup, an I so take tom, a yoursen up s true as ters broke. t go fur enoug theyll help.

        tom oucet his pride and suspi.

        `Youre a very kile, diffident tremor in ain s pride and severity, `and I s fet you again, t kno I t take taking your little fortune from you, and t do me mucher.

        `ouldnt tom? said Bretfully. `No say so cause you t em. I arent a poor cs a good pennorts not bread a runs to fat: an Im suc you arent quite so lucky Mr tom - ter isnt, any take a sliy luck, an no    i t umbled out o oerned Dutcter on it, Mr tom, for old quiance sake - else I shink you bear me a grudge.

        Bob pus before tom could speak, Maggie, claspily at Bob, said,

        `O, Im sorry, Bob - I    you he world!

        Bob    been a of penitence, but    t evening, hey made him feel nohow.

        `No, indeed, Bob, I t take tom, `but dont t    to take anyt to     really - if I o take t me sead.

        tom put out    sloo place .

        `Let me put t your pack, Bob.

        `Its like as if Id e out o make-believe, o purpose to sent as Maggie gave aking em back i t of a Do, you kno it isnt t sort o Do: its ony o let , ts all.

        `No you be up to any tricks Bob, said tom, `else youll get transported some day.

        `No, no; not me Master tom, said Bob, es. If I    to take a fool in no any , lors! o buy you and Miss summat, ony for a token - just to matife.

        ely ted up om pusily; but I t take it. And Maggie, taking it beto Bob, and said more persuasively,

        `Not no perime. If ever tom or my fats    you    give,    you kno om? ts o    o - isnt it, Bob?

        `Yes, Miss, and tantly taking ts er tom, and t take the money.

        Kezias entrance, o inquire if s bring in tea no o get o a brick, was a seasonable ed ing bow.
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