’Heismuchyoungerthanhisbrother？’saidMrs。Garland。
Aboutfouryears，themillertoldher。Hissoldiersonwastwo-and-thirty，andBobwastwenty-eight。WhenBobreturnedfromhispresentvoyage，hewastobepersuadedtostayandassistasgrinderinthemill，andgotoseanomore。
’Asailor-miller！’saidAnne。
’O，heknowsasmuchaboutmillbusinessasIdo，’saidLoveday；’hewasintendedforit，youknow，likeJohn。But，blessme！’hecontinued，’Iambeforemystory。I’mcomemoreparticularlytoaskyou，ma’am，andyou，Annemyhoney，ifyouwilljoinmeandafewfriendsataleetlehomelysupperthatIshallgi’etopleasethechapnowhe’scome？Icandonolessthanhaveabitofarandy，asthesayingis，nowthathe’sheresafeandsound。’
Mrs。Garlandwantedtocatchherdaughter’seye；shewasinsomedoubtaboutheranswer。ButAnne’seyewasnottobecaught，forshehatedhints，nods，andcalculationsofanykindinmatterswhichshouldberegulatedbyimpulse；andthematronreplied，’Ifsobe’tispossible，we’llbethere。Youwilltellustheday？’