"The girl has fallen asleep, and I 'm getting tired of hearing so much noise." "No, be hivings, an' ye don't do nuthin' of thet sort, Bob," returned the widow, good-naturedly, busying herself with a dust-rag.

"This is me own house, an' Oi've tended ter the loikes of them sort er fellers afore.

There'll be no more bother this toime.

Besides, it's a paceful house Oi'm runnin', an' Oi know ye'r way of sittling them things.

It's too strenurous ye are, Misther Hampton.