Then she found out that Mrs Robinson's brother, who was supposed to be doing well in the country, was really doin' seven years.
Chook refused half a dozen offers of help before Pinkey had finished washing up.
As Chook lacked the professional skill of Jimmy the van-man, Pinkey was obliged to make two loads of the furniture; but by twelve o'clock the last stick was on the cart, and Pinkey, sitting beside her husband on a plank, carried the kerosene lamp in her lap to prevent breakage.

By sunset everything was in its place, and Chook and Pinkey, aching in every joint, locked the door and drove home.
Meanwhile, Mrs Partridge had spent a pleasant day conducting Chook's business on new lines.

She had always suspected that she had a gift for business, and here was an opportunity to prove it.

The first customer was a child, sent for three penn'orth of potatoes.

As children are naturally careless, Mrs Partridge saw here an excellent opportunity for weeding out the stock, and went to a lot of trouble in picking out the small and damaged tubers, reserving the best for customers who came to choose for themselves.