"Ah! Martha, Martha! we never felt what a treasure we had in you till now, when your days with us are numbered." "Get along with you," she said, hitting out at him with the broom handle.

"And I ain't a-goin' to leave, so don't you think it.

You'd have it your own way then too much.

No; you don't get shut of Martha Tomlinson just yet, young man." "But won't he be wanting you, Martha ?" he said gently.

"His furnishing must be nearly finished now.