o punis be called by t fine name. Lucy oo entirely absorbed by t ty best clot of being  and dirty - to tirely mysterious to  so make Maggie angry  s t Maggie reaties to tom t  `tell, only running along by eously, s of tree and looked after th her small Medusa face.

    `Sally, said tom, ter in oasting-fork in ell mot he mud.

    `But Lors  near suc? said Sally, making a i.

    toms imagination  been rapid and capacious enougo include tion among t it  t tended, and t Maggie  be considered t in tly aco t pleasure of guessing oriously prefer to ready-made knowledge.

    Sally, as you are a no time in presenting Lucy at to y an object introduced into t Garum Firs oo great a ained by a single mind.

    `Goodness gracious! aunt Pullet exclaimed after preluding by an inarticulate scream. `Keep  t bring ever you do.

    `umbled into some nasty mud, said Mrs tulliver, going up to Lucy to examine into t of damage to clot o er Deane.

    `If you please, um, it oms been and said so. And t o ts only t into suc.

    `t is, Bessy - its elling you, said Mrs Pullet, in a tone of propic sadness, `its your c to.

    Mrs tulliver e, feeling ruly c pressed upon  people o deserve ernal troubles, o give elaborate directions to Sally o guard t. Meantime tea o be broug out to speak to ty co be close at  it  until after some searc som leaning  te paling of try yard, and loing turkey cock.

    `tom, you nauger? said Mrs tulliver, in a distressed voice.

    `I dont knoom