You won't be satisfied till you've got me out of the
world, and then--then, perhaps----" here Rachel began to whimper,
"perhaps you'll get Tom Piper's aunt to knit your stockings."
"I didn't mean to, Aunt Rachel," said Jack, penitently, eyeing his
aunt, who was rocking to and fro in her chair. "Besides, I hurt
myself like thunder," rubbing vigorously the lower part of the
dorsal-region.
"Served you right," said his aunt, still clasping her foot.
"Sha'n't I get something for you to put on it?" asked Mrs. Crump of
(sic) her-sister-in-law.
This Rachel steadily refused, and after a few more postures, (sic)
indicatiing a great amount of anguish, limped out of the room, and
ascended the stairs to her own apartment.
CHAPTER III.
THE LANDLORD'S VISIT.
SOON after Rachel's departure Jack, also, was seized with a sleepy
fit, and postponing the construction of his boat to a more favorable
opportunity, took a candle and followed his aunt's example.
The cooper and his wife were now left alone.
"Now that Rachel and Jack have gone to bed, Mary," he commenced,
hesitatingly, "I don't mind saying that I am a little troubled in
mind about one thing."
"What's that?" asked Mrs. Crump, anxiously.
"It's just this, I don't anticipate being stinted for food. I know
we shall get along some way; but there's another expense which I am
afraid of.
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