15/16 And I let them carry all," said she; "I was too sad to look what was ours and what was not. That odious Mr.Wapshot was with them; and I left him seeing the last waggon-load from the door. The servants' wages were paid up to Christmas; and I paid them the rest. And see! just as I was going away, the post came, and brought to me my half-year's income--35_l_., dear Sam. Isn't it a blessing ?" "Will you pay my bill, Mr.What-d'ye-call-'im ?" here cried Mr.Aminadab, flinging open the door (he had been consulting with Mr.Blatherwick, I suppose). |