But of redress they could get none; Peckaby was deaf; and Lionel arrived to find hostilities commenced.

Such was the summary of the story.
"You are acting very wrongly," were Lionel's first words to them in answer.

"You should blame the meat, not Peckaby.

Is this weather for keeping meat ?" "The weather didn't get to this heat till yesterday in the afternoon," said they--and Lionel could not deny the fact.

Mrs.Dawson took up the word.
"_Our_ meat warn't bought at Peckaby's; our meat were got at Clark's, and it were sweet as a nut.