Ay knew you'd come, my gel, though that old devil wanted me to think that perhaps you wouldn't.

'She'll come,' ay sez, 'and if she's like her father she'll come almost afore she's asked.' So ready, he was; and so kind.

And how's old Essec?
Got his nose buried in them mouldy books same as ever ?" "Just the same," said Valmai.

"Shall I take my things to my own room ?" "Yes, may dear.

It's the little room a-top of this.