back room. "Wipe off the dust. I have sold the old dishes—the valuable old dishes."
"Ah, such a bargain as they got!" murmured the old woman. "Them is valuable china. Such a bargains!"
"Where did you get them?" asked Nan, as the dishes were being wrapped and the old man was counting over the nickles, dimes and pennies of the children's money.
"Where I get them? Of how should I know? Maybe they come in by somebody what sell them for money. Maybe we buy them in some old house like Washington's. It is long ago. We have had them in the shop a long time, but the older they are the better they get. They is all the better for being old—a better bargain, my dear!" and the old woman smiled, showing a mouth from which many teeth were missing.
"Well, come on," said Billy, when the dishes had been wrapped and given to Bert, who carried them carefully. "But I wish you had some sailboats," he said to the old man, as if that was all they had come in to buy.
"I have some next week," answered the old
