"I shouldn't wonder but what he misuses that girl awfully," added Jack, with a shake of his head.
It was not long before Meg returned with quite a substantial meal for both. She set the things before them, and then stood by, ready for further orders.
"What does Mr. Pooler do for a living?" asked Mont, while eating.
"Nothin' 'cept run his farm here," replied the girl. "He's gettin' kinder old."
"He is a farmer, then?"
"Yep. That is, now. He used to work in the tool works at Corney."
"He did?" exclaimed Mont, with interest. "I work there. How long ago was this?"
"I don't know exactly. I heard Mosey and him talkin' 'bout it."
Jack dropped his knife and fork in astonishment.
"Whom did you say?" he ejaculated.