Loiter. Yes, and then, as he was making a stroke at mine, the peg flew out.
President. What did he then do with it?
Fr. He put it into his pocket, and said, as it was a strong top, he would have it mended.
Pres. Then he did not throw it away, or give it to any body?
Loit. No; he pocketed it up, and we saw no more of it.
Pres. Do you know of any quarrel he had with Widow Careful?
Fr. Yes; a day or two before, he went to her shop for some ginger bread; but, as he already owed her sixpence, she would not let him have any till he had paid his debts.
Pres. How did he take the disappointment?
Fr. He said he would be revenged on her.
Pres. Are you sure he used such words?