Mr.Tulliver had succeeded in getting quite as much irritated with Mr.Moss as he had desired, and he was able to say angrily, rising from his seat,-- "Well, you must do as you can.

_I_ can't find money for everybody else as well as myself.

I must look to my own business and my own family.

I can't lie out o' my money any longer.

You must raise it as quick as you can." Mr.Tulliver walked abruptly out of the arbor as he uttered the last sentence, and, without looking round at Mr.Moss, went on to the kitchen door, where the eldest boy was holding his horse, and his sister was waiting in a state of wondering alarm, which was not without its alleviations, for baby was making pleasant gurgling sounds, and performing a great deal of finger practice on the faded face.