But to keep a maid at school till she is taller out of pattens than her mother was in 'em--'tis tempting Providence." "It seems no time ago that she was a little playward girl," said young Timothy Tangs.
"I can mind her mother," said the hollow-turner.

"Always a teuny, delicate piece; her touch upon your hand was as soft and cool as wind.
She was inoculated for the small-pox and had it beautifully fine, just about the time that I was out of my apprenticeship--ay, and a long apprenticeship 'twas.

I served that master of mine six years and three hundred and fourteen days." The hollow-turner pronounced the days with emphasis, as if, considering their number, they were a rather more remarkable fact than the years.
"Mr.Winterborne's father walked with her at one time," said old Timothy Tangs.

"But Mr.Melbury won her.

She was a child of a woman, and would cry like rain if so be he huffed her.