ppetite for your dinner, Pablo, has it not?" said
Humphrey.

"Have that without work," replied the boy.

"Pablo, you are a very good gipsy boy," said Edith, patting his head
with a patronising air; "I shall let you walk out with me and carry the
basket to put the eggs in when you come home in the evening."

"That is a reward," said Humphrey, laughing.

After dinner they continued their labour, and by supper-time had so many
trees cut down, that they determined to carry home the next day, and lay
them along, to see how many more they would want. While they put the
trees in the cart and took them home, Pablo contrived to lop off the
boughs and prepare the poles for them to take away. As soon as they had
cut down sufficient and carted them home, they then selected shorter
trees for posts; and when Pablo had cleared them of the boughs, they
sawed them out the proper lengths, and then carted them home. This
occupied nearly the whole week, and then they proceeded to dig holes and
set the posts in. The railing was then to be nailed to the posts, and
that occupied them three days more; so that it was altogether a
fortnight of hard work before the three acres were enclosed.

"There," said Humphrey, "that's a good job over; many thanks, Edward,
for your assistance; and thank you too, Pablo, for you really have
helped us very much indeed, and are a very useful, good boy. Now for
raising the bank--that I must do when I can spare time; but my garden is
overrun with weeds, and I must get Edith and Alice to help me there."

"If you don't want me any longer, Humphrey," said Edward, "I think I
shall go over to see Oswald, and take Pablo with me. I want to know how
that fellow Corbould is, and what he says; and whether the Intendant has
come back; not that I shall go near him or his good little daughter, but
I think I may as well go, and it will be a good opportunity of showing
Pablo the way to Oswald's cottage."

"I think so too; and when you come back, Edward, one of us must go to
Lymington; for I require some tools, and Pablo is very ragged. He must
have some better clothes than these old ones of ours if he is to be sent
messages. Don't you think so?"

"Certainly I do."

"And I want a thousand things," said Alice.

"Indeed, mistress, won't less than a thousand content you?"

"Yes, perhaps not quite a thousand, but I really do want a great many,
and I will make you a list of them. I have not pans enough for my milk