“Yes.”
“And you’ll break orf wid Jenks, and be his pardener no more?”
“Yes,” with a sinking heart.
“Werry well—good-night.”
“But, Flo,” after a long pause, “is you sure as mother isn’t ris from her grave?”
“No, I’m not sure,” answered Flo slowly, “but I thinks at the most, she ’ave on’y got a sort o’ a wake, and I thinks, Dick, ef you never, never is a thief no more, as mother’ll ’ave a good longish rest yet.”