Never had my lack of pence weighed so heavily upon me as just at that moment.

But she read me at a glance, and there in an instant was a little moleskin purse with a silver clasp thrust into my hand.

I paid the man, and would have given it back, but she still would have me keep it.
"You shall be my factor, Jack," said she, laughing.

"Is this our carriage?
How funny it looks! And where am I to sit ?" "On the sacking," said I.
"And how am I to get there ?" "Put your foot on the hub," said I.

"I'll help you." I sprang up and took her two little gloved hands in my own.