The young man looked across at Lois, then turned to her mother, as if about to speak, but his aunt interposed.
"Esther," said she, "I jest wanted to ask you if there wa'n't two of them old swell-front bureaus in the north chamber upstairs." "I guess there is," replied Mrs.Field.She sat leaning forward toward her callers, with her face fairly strained into hospitable attention.
"Well, I wanted to know.

I ain't come beggin', an' I'd 'nough sight rather have a good clean new one, but I'm kind of short of bureau drawers, an' I'd kind of like to have it because 'twas Thomas'.

I wonder if you wouldn't jest as soon I'd have one of them bureaus ?" Mrs.Field's face gleamed suddenly.

"You can have it jest as well as not," said she.
"Well, there's another thing.

I kind of hate to speak about it.