But all my children are 'ealthy, and that's one consolation." "'Ealth's the first thing in life," agreed Tilda.

"So they've all cleared out ?--the shows, I mean." "Every one--exceptin' the Theayter." "Mortimer's ?" Tilda limped to the open door.

"But I don't see him, neither." "Mortimer's is up the spout.

First of all, there was trouble with the lodgings; and on top of that, last Monday, Mr.Hucks put the bailiffs in.

This mornin' he sent half a dozen men, and they took the show to pieces and carried it off to Hucks's yard, where I hear he means to sell it by public auction." "Who's Mr.Hucks ?" "He's the man that farms the Plain here--farms it _out_, I mean," Mrs.
Damper explained.