to
go; I would rather stay with you."

"And so you shall, that's a settled thing. What clothes have you got,
Peter?"

"I have none but what I stand in, and a few shirts in a bundle, and they
are Sunday ones; but when I left home I had some money given me, and I
wish to buy a suit of clothes for Sunday, to go to church in."

"That's a good boy, and so you shall; but how much money have you got?"

"Quite enough to buy a suit of clothes," replied Joey, handing out two
sovereigns, and seventeen shillings in silver.

"Oh, I suppose they gave you all that to fit you out with when you left
home; poor people, I dare say they worked hard for it. Well, I don't
think the money will be of any use to you; so you had better buy a
Sunday suit, and I will take care you want for nothing afterwards.
Don't you think I'm right?"

"Yes, I wish to do so. To-day is Tuesday; I may have them made by next
Sunday?"

"So you can; and as soon as William comes in, which he will soon, from
the washerwoman's, we will go out and order them. Here he comes up the
stairs--no, that foot's too light for his. Well, it's Nancy, I declare!
Why, Nancy, now," continued Mrs Chopper, in a deprecating tone, "what
do you want here?"

"Well, I leave you to guess," replied Nancy, looking very demurely, and
taking a seat upon a hamper.

"Guess, I fear there's no guess in it, Nancy; but I will not--now it's
no use--I will not trust another shilling."

"But I know you will, Mrs Chopper. Lord love you, you're such a
good-natured creature, you can't refuse any one, and certainly not me.
Why don't you take me in your boat with you as your assistant? then
there would be something in it worth looking at. I should bring you
plenty of custom."

"You're too wild, Nancy; too wild, girl. But, now, what do you want?
recollect you've already had some things to-day."

"I know I have, and you are a good-natured old trump, that you are. Now
I'll tell you--gold must pass between us this time."

"Mercy on me, Nancy, why you're mad. I've no gold--nothing but bad
debts."

"Look you, Mrs Chopper, look at this shabby old bonnet of mine. Don't
I want a new one?"

"Then you must get somebody else to give you money, Nancy," replied Mrs
Chopper, coolly and decidedly.

"Don't talk so fast, Mrs Chopper: now, I'll let you know how it is.
When Bill came on board he asked the captain for an advance; the captain
refused him before, but this time he was in a good humour