They sent a woman here to wait on me, this day month.' 'That's a shame!' said Mr.Andrew, propitiatingly.

'Well, never mind, Tom: the women are sometimes in the way .-- Evan went down to bury his father.

He's there now.

You wouldn't see him when he was at the Brewery, Tom.

He's--upon my honour! he's a good young fellow.' 'A fine young gentleman, I've no doubt, Nan.' 'A really good lad, Tom.