He did give us the house, but it ain't for you to twit me of that.

Whose house is this, I'd like to know?
It isn't yours, nor your father's, and there isn't a thing in it yours.

It is all Mr.Arthur's.' 'Wall, we are to be his _hares_--Jack, and Maude, and me.

Mother says so,' Tom stammered out, while Jerry, who had been looking intently, first at one boy, and then at the other, called out in her own language: 'Nein, nein, nein,' and struck her hand toward Tom.
'What does she mean by her "Nine, nine, nine,'" he asked of Miss Howard, who replied that she thought it was the German for 'No, no, no,' and that the child probably did not approve of him.
Tom knew she did not, and though she was only a baby, be felt chagrined and irritable.

Had he dared, he would have struck Harold, who asked him what he meant by being his uncle's _hare._ But he was afraid of Miss Howard, and remembering it must be time for the inquest, he slipped from the room, whispering fiercely to Harold as he passed him: 'Darn you, Hal Hastings, I'll thrash you yet.' 'Let me know when you are ready, and also when you get to be your uncle's _hare_,' was Harold's taunting reply, as the door closed upon the discomfited Tom.
* * * * * The inquest was a mere matter of form, for there was no doubt in any one's mind that the woman had been frozen to death, and she had no friends to complain that due attention had not been paid her.