"Why, what goods do you carry in your pack?" said Mrs. Glegg. "Fine-colored things, I suppose,–shawls an' that?"
"All sorts, mum, all sorts," said Bob,–thumping his bundle; "but let us say no more about that,if you please. I'm here upo' Mr. Tom's business, an' I'm not the man to take up the time wi' my own."
"And pray, what is this business as is to be kept from me?" said Mrs. Glegg, who, solicited by a double curiosity, was obliged to let the one-half wait.