He got his hand in my collar, and he jerked me out from under that counter, and shook me, and held me off at arm's length.
"There, Mr.Burglar," said he, triumphantly, "sneak in here again will--JOHN!" The girls had been screaming and running, but they stood still now.
"Yes, _John_!" said I, in desperation.

"The drawer came loose under the counter, and I was nailing on a strip of board when those _young ladies_ came in.

I kept quiet, just for fun.

They began to talk in an interesting manner, curiosity got the better of politeness, and I'm afraid I've played eavesdropper," and I made a killing bow, meant especially for Belle.
"Well, you're a pretty one!" exclaimed father.
"_So they say_," said I."Don't leave, young ladies.

I'd like to sell you a magnifying-glass, and some cold cream." But they all left in a hurry.