"We'll see about that, my lad, if you walk along now, like a good boy."
The father and mother exchanged a significant glance of amusement at their eldest-born's acuteness; but on Tommy's round face there was a cloud.
"Mother," he said, half-crying, "Marty's got ever so much more money in his box nor I've got in mine."
"Munny, me want a half-a-toun in my bots," said Totty.
"Hush, hush, hush," said Mrs Poyser, "did ever anybody here such naughty children? Nobody shall ever see their money-boxes any more, if they don't make haste and go on to church."
This dreadful threat had the desired effect, and through the two remaining fields the three pair of small legs trotted on without any serious interruption, notwithstanding a small pond full of tadpoles, alias "bullheads," which the lads looked at wistfully.
The damp hay that must be scattered and turned afresh to-morrow was not a cheering sight to Mr Poyser, who during hay and corn harvest had often some mental struggles as to the benefits of a day of rest; but no temptation would have induced him to carry on any field-work, however early in the morn-
