“Come in, sir,” said Miss Wren, who was working at her bench. “And who may you be?”

Mr. Sloppy introduced himself by name and buttons.

“Oh indeed!” cried Jenny. “Ah! I have been looking forward to knowing you. I heard of your distinguishing yourself.”

“Did you, Miss?” grinned Sloppy. “I am sure I am glad to hear it, but I don’t know how.”

“Pitching somebody into a mud-cart,” said Miss Wren.

“Oh! That way!” cried Sloppy. “Yes, Miss.” And threw back his head and laughed.

“Bless us!” exclaimed Miss Wren, with a start. “Don’t open your mouth as wide as that, young man, or it’ll catch so, and not shut again some day.”