There stood in the dish still half a dumpling.

The farmer and Rhoda, deeming that there had been a show of inhospitality, pressed him to make away with this forlorn remainder.
The vindictive old man, who was as tight as dumpling and buttons could make him, refused it in a drooping tone, and went forth, looking at none.

Mrs.Sumfit turned to all parties, and begged them to say what more, to please Master Gammon, she could have done?
When Anthony was ready to speak of her Dahlia, she obtruded this question in utter dolefulness.

Robert was kindly asked by the farmer to take a pipe among them.

Rhoda put a chair for him, but he thanked them both, and said he could not neglect some work to be done in the fields.