But the hired man had not observed her remark, or, if he had, probably considered it but one of her naturally dictatorial sort. "A reg'lar tramp, Monty?" he asked, eagerly. "R-r-r-regular. Mis' Turner'd put her p-p-pies out to cool on the wood-shed r-r-roof an' they was six seven of 'em, an', sir, w-w-w-when she went t-t-t-to take 'em in one was g-one! Yes, sir!
I didn't want a person should know anything about it till I could put it into her own hands, and then you went and came. Now the whole charm of it is gone. Oh, dear!" Montgomery ignored her unflattering remarks, and, lifting the casket, exclaimed: "H-h-h-heavy! H-h-heavier 'n lead. What you s-s-s-suppose is in it? Where'd you find it? W-w-w-when?"