Ah! if you only knew what a place this is for talk, though their talk is pretty well scared out of them now, I'm thinking.

My husband is coming round presently to the cart to help to get Jess's bed into it.

Lucky it's big.

We are such a tight fit in that waggon that I shall be downright glad to see the last of the dear girl; though, of course, you'll both come and take your meals with us." Jess heard all this in silence.

She could not well insist upon stopping in the crowded waggon; it would be asking too much; and, besides, she had passed one night there, and that was quite enough for her.