“That’s true again,” said Mr. Milvey. “Tom Bocker is a nice boy,” (thoughtfully).

“But I doubt , Frank,” Mrs. Milvey hinted, after a little hesitation, “if Mrs. Boffin wants an orphan quite nineteen, who drives a cart and waters the roads.”

Mr. Milvey referred the point to Mrs. Boffin in a look; on that smiling lady’s shaking her black velvet bonnet and bows, he remarked, in lower spirits, “that’s true again.”