Well, let me see; ay, here is a cotton handkerchief I bought of the
pedlar--there should be another somewhere. O, here it is! and here too
are my new-bought knit mittens; and this is my new flannel coat, the
fellow to that I have on and in this parcel, pinned together, are several
pieces of printed calico, remnants of silks, and such like, that, if good
luck should happen, and I should get work, would serve for robins and
facings, and such like uses. And here too are a pair of pockets: they
are too fine for me; but I have no worse. Bless me, said I, I did not
think I had so many good things!

Well, Mrs. Jervis, said I, you have seen all my store, and I will now sit
down, and tell you a piece of my mind.

Be brief then, said she, my good girl: for she was afraid, she said
afterwards, that I should say too much.

Why then the case is this: I am to enter upon a point of equity and
conscience, Mrs. Jervis; and I must beg, if you love me, you'd let me
have my own way. Those things there of my lady's, I can have no claim
to, so as to take them away; for she gave them me, supposing I was to
wear them in her service, and to do credit to her bountiful heart. But,
since I am to be turned away, you know, I cannot wear them at my poor
father's; for I should bring all the little village upon my back; and so
I resolve not to have them.

Then, Mrs. Jervis, said I, I have far less right to these of my worthy
master's; for you see what was his intention in giving them to me. So
they were to be the price of my shame, and if I could make use of them, I
should think I should never prosper with them; and, besides, you know,
Mrs. Jervis, if I would not do the good gentleman's work, why should I