Lord love you! why merely for cribbings in the linen-line for one month, John Draper swapped me that there shawl: none o' my clothes ever cost me a penny, and I a'n't quite as bare as a new-born baby neither.

Look at them trunks, bless you!" "Ay, ay, aunt, I'll be bound the printer of your prayer-book has left out a 'not,' before the 'steal,' eh ?--ha! ha!" "Fie, naughty Simon, fie! them's not stealings, them's parquisites.
Where's the good o' living in a great house else?
But come, Si, haven't you struck out the 'not,' for yourself, though the printer did his duty, eh, Nep ?" "Not a bit, aunt--not a bit: all sheer honesty and industry.

Look at my pretty little truck-shop down the village.

Wo betide the labourer that leaves off dealing there! not one that works at Hurstley, but eats my bread and bacon; besides the 'tea, coffee, tobacco, and snuff.'" "Pretty fairish articles, eh?
I never dealt with you, Si: no, Nep, no--you never saw the colour o' my money." Jennings gave a start, as if a thought had pricked him; but gayly recovering himself, said, "Oh, as to pretty fairish, I know there is one thing about the bacon good enough; ay, and the bread too--the very best of prices; ha! ha! is not that good?
And for the other genuine articles, I don't know that much of the tea comes from China--and the coffee is sold ground, because it is burnt maize--and there's a plenty of wholesome cabbage leaf cut up in the tobacco--while as for snuff, I give them a dry, peppery, choky, sneezy dust, and I dare say that it does its duty." It was astonishing how innocently the worthy couple laughed together.
"My only trouble, Aunt Quarles, is where to keep my gains--what to do with them.

I am quite driven to the strong-box system, interest is so bad; and as to speculations, they are nervous things, and sicken one.