"But then he is used to wearing thinner clothes than other children," she reasoned, "or else his mother would have put warmer ones on him.

And, any how, I see no use in letting him come right down as a dead expense upon our hands.

He hasn't earned his salt yet, much less a winter suit of clothes." But the poor little fellow was no more used to bearing exposure to the chilling winds of winter than she had been when a child.

He therefore shrunk shiveringly in the penetrating air whenever forced to go beyond the door.

This did not fail to meet the eye of Mrs.
Sharp--indeed, her eye was rarely off of him when he was within the circle of its vision--and it always irritated her.