In my present frame of mind, I only asked the widow if I might see her sketch.
She shook her head, and sheltered the drawing-book again under her shawl.
"It is little better than a memorandum at present," she explained.

"Wait till I have touched it up, and made it saleable--and I will show it to you with pleasure.

You will not make mischief, Mr.David, by mentioning my act of artistic invasion to either of the old gentlemen?
It shall not be repeated--I give you my word of honor.

There is poor Joseph, too.

You don't want to ruin a well-meaning lad, by getting him turned out of his place?
Of course not! We part as friends who understand each other, don't we?
Minna would have sent her love and thanks, if she had known I was to meet you.