"Go away," said the old man. "My wife is not coming out with you to-day."
"I don't want your wife to come out with me," said the person at the door; "I have called to look at the gas meter."
"We haven't got a gas meter now," said the old man, "we burn nothing but electric light."
"Many, many thanks," said the person at the door, and he went away.
"I feel all of a flutter," said the old woman, sinking into a chair.
"So do I," said the old man. "And he has got my sixpence too."
CHAPTER VI.
In a little while the old woman began to put the breakfast things away. Afterwards she took up the table-cover and went out into the garden with it to shake off the bread crumbs. As she stepped out of the door who should step in but the red policeman. The old woman trembled very much when she saw him go in, and she shook the table-cover several times over in order that she might think what to say to the red policeman. Just then it began to rain. The old woman ran into the house at once.
"Good morning, madam," said the red policeman, and he made a nice bow.