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"No, sir," I said; "but--"

"Oh, you wouldn't earn your salt as a picker," he cried As he said

this he ca down, see its leaves aside, and leaving the

berries free to be snipped off by the right finger and thu me pick away, but he sheared off three tothe rhubarb leaf againstover the side

"There you are," he cried at last "That do?"

"Oh, yes, sir," I said; "but--"

"That's enough," he cried sharply "Here, hand over that sixpence

Money's ave hiht it,

and after dragging out a save

about the neck, tucked it in,

and replaced the bag in his pocket

"There you are," he cried "Siven Toddle; and don't you co shaver, and can't trade your fashion"

"I did not know, sir," I said, trying to look and speak with dignity,

for it was very unpleasant to be addressed so off-handedly by thishied to you," I added, for I had glanced at the bunch