"There's nothing for it but to watch them at night," he was saying, when old Anderson appeared and asked "if I could have those few pounds." Dad asked Mother if she had any money in the house?
Of course she had n't.

Then he told Anderson he would let him have it when he got the deeds.

Anderson left, and Dad sat on the edge of the sofa and seemed to be counting the grains on a corn-cob that he lifted from the floor, while Mother sat looking at a kangaroo-tail on the table and did n't notice the cat drag it off.

At last Dad said, "Ah, well!--it won't be long now, Ellen, before we have the deeds!" We took it in turns to watch the barley.

Dan and the two girls watched the first half of the night, and Dad, Dave and I the second.