I hope they will get away, just to spite the others for going and leaving me as they did--the mean puppies, the--' 'Thomas Loker!' said the old lady.
'I tell you, granny, if you bottle a fellow up too tight he'll split,' said Tom Loker.

'But about Eliza--tell them to dress her up some way so as to alter her.

We have sent a description of what she looks like to the town where the boats start from.

She will be caught yet if she doesn't dress up differently.' 'I thank thee, Thomas Loker,' replied the old lady with her usual calmness.

'We will attend to that.