"What part of the harbor ?" "Over there, just under the old Fort." "My good gracious, Maria, you always do something to these glasses to make them go wrong.

I can see nothing.

Who, in the name of charity, are in the boat ?" "Martha, it's a secret.

I heard it to-day." "Oh, you heard it to-day! And you kept it from your own only sister whose bread you eat! _Very_ nice, and very grateful.

I'm obliged to you Maria, I have cause to be." "It was the baker who told me, sister." "The baker?
Hunt, the baker.