"He must have picked up one." "Beans, indeed!" Ellen replied, scornfully.

"Do you mean to tell me that a bean would work all this mischief in the child ?" "I happen to know that it would." "Comes of picking up things in the street!" Ellen exclaimed.

"I'll give it him when I get back, I will!" "You must forgive me," Burton said, "but I really don't see what you have to complain about.

From what you tell me, I should consider the boy very much improved." "Improved!" Ellen repeated.

"An unnatural little impudent scallywag of a child! You don't think I want a schoolmaster in knickerbockers about the place all the time?
Found fault with my clothes yesterday, hid some of the ornaments in the parlor, and I caught him doing a sketch of a woman the other day with not a shred of clothes on.