"You've got enough to do to study your lessons," she said.

Andrew watched his wife crochet with ill-concealed impatience.
"I ain't goin' to have you do that long," he said--"workin' at that rate for no more money.

That Mrs.William Pendergrass that lets out these hoods is as bad as any factory boss in the country." "Well, she got the chance," said Fanny, "and they won't let out the work except that way; they can get it done so much cheaper." "Well, you sha'n't have it, anyhow," said Andrew, smiling mysteriously.
"Why, you ain't goin' to work again, be you, Andrew ?" "You wait." "Well, don't you talk the way poor Jim did.

Eva wasn't going to crochet any more hoods, and now Jim's out of work again.

Eva told me yesterday that she didn't know where the money was comin' from.
Jim's mother owns the place, and it ain't worth much, anyhow, and they can't take it from her in her lifetime, even if she was willing to let it go.