"
This time it was Mr. Ronald who seemed to be considering. "Right!" he
announced presently. "I notice you go into things rather deep, Martha."
Mrs. Slawson smiled. "Well, when things _is_ deep, that's the way you
got to go into them. What's on your plate you got to chew, an' if you
don't like it, you can lump it, an' if you don't like to lump it, you
can cut it up finer. But there it _is_, an' there it stays, till you
swaller it, somehow."
"Do you enjoy or resent the good things that are, or seem to be, heaped
on other people's plates?"
"Why, yes. Certaintly I enjoy 'em. But, after all, the things taste best
that we're eatin' ourselves, don't they? An' if I had money enough like
some, so's I didn't have to borrer to see my man through, why, I don't
go behind the door to say I'd be glad an' grateful."
"Would you take the money as a gift, Martha?"
"You done far more than your share already, sir."
"Then, if you won't _take_, and you'd rather not borrow, we must find
another way. A rather good idea occurred to me last night.
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