"And now, I suppose, you'll go all the other way, Mr. Glegg," said Mrs. G., "and want to shut me out o' my own nephey's business. I never said I wouldn't put money into it,–I don't say as it shall be twenty pounds, though you're so ready to say it for me,–but he'll see some day as his aunt's in the right not to risk the money she's saved for him till it's proved as it won't be lost."
"Ay, that's a pleasant sort o'risk, that is," said Mr. Glegg, indiscreetly winking at Tom, who couldn't avoid smiling. But Bob stemmed the injured lady's outburst.
"Ay, mum," he said admiringly, "you know what's what–you do. An' it's nothing but fair. You see how the first bit of a job answers, an' then you'll come down handsome. Lors, it's a fine thing to hev good kin. I got my bit of a nest-egg, as the mas
