Don't say any more about it, William." Her face was quite steady and self-possessed now, as she looked at William, frowning heavily over the eggs.
"Give Rebecca two pounds of sugar for the eggs, father, and call it square," Rose called out.
Silas Berry pulled himself up a joint at a time; then he came forward at a stiff halt, his face pointing out in advance of his body.

He entered at the gap in the counter, and pressed close to his son's side.

Then he looked sharply across at Rebecca.

"Sugar is fourteen cents a pound now," said he, "an' eggs ain't fetchin' more'n ten cents a dozen.

You tell your mother." "Father, I told her I'd giver her two and a half pounds for two dozen," said William; he was quite pale.