He turned round again, and was going to place her in her little chair near the loom, when she peeped out at him with black face and hands again, and said, "Eppie in de toal-hole!" This total failure of the coal-hole discipline shook Silas's belief in the efficacy of punishment.

"She'd take it all for fun," he observed to Dolly, "if I didn't hurt her, and that I can't do, Mrs.Winthrop.
If she makes me a bit o' trouble, I can bear it.

And she's got no tricks but what she'll grow out of." "Well, that's partly true, Master Marner," said Dolly, sympathetically; "and if you can't bring your mind to frighten her off touching things, you must do what you can to keep 'em out of her way.

That's what I do wi' the pups as the lads are allays a-rearing.

They _will_ worry and gnaw--worry and gnaw they will, if it was one's Sunday cap as hung anywhere so as they could drag it.