Mr. James frowned.
“The public beech is good enuff” ses he shortly, but Mr. John ses at wance:
“Thank you I’ll thry your place sum day.”
CHAPTER XIV
ANOTHER DAY
“James” ses Mr. Wolley coming into brikfust at an oonexpected airly our “you’re a frord and raskill sir” ses he.
The family all looked startled.
“Yes sir” ses his father sturnly “ye’ve been deceiving your sister shamefully. You have been practicing a frord. I happened” ses he turning to the rist of the family “to awaken airly this marning and going to the window to pull down the shade I saw a man ingaged in cutting the lons. Congrachulating mesilf on the possession of such an industryiss and paynestaking sun, I corled to the fellow, who thereupon looked up. He was a sworthy faced working man—an Italyun. There Claire” ses he “is the sacred of your brothers well cut lons.”
“Jimmy!” ses Miss Claire reproachfully.
He puts his hands into his pants pocket and thrys to look indiffrunt.