“That’s it. ‘Julia,’ sez he, ‘will lend me the money to start the pigs on.’”
“There’s the money from the calf and the pig we sold,” mused Julia, “but Richard has put it away quite safe.”
“Where?”
“That I mayn’t tell,” she mused, and then said slowly, “I can’t do it wi’out axin’ Richard.”
“Your vayther laid it on me that you was on no account to speak of it to he. ‘Men,’ sez he, ‘have such tongues. Talk of women, they’re nothing to men. When they gits together in a sunny hedge eatin’ of their lunch—bless y’, they talk of everything you can think on.’”
“I don’t like to do it.”
“He said—he will return it in double.”
“How much does he want?”
“Say ten pounds, just to make a start.”
“And in a week——”