"And I'm sure she'd do them well.

Just as I wouldn't mind blacking her boots if she wanted me to." But Clara refused to answer this sally of his.

He talked to Miriam for a little while.

The other woman held aloof.
"Well," he said, "I think I'll go and see Edgar.

Is he on the land ?" "I believe," said Miriam, "he's gone for a load of coal.