they would do was to bring their goods and drop them over the fence into the front garden, from where we had to go and fetch them as we wanted them.
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"I wish you'd run into the garden," my aunt would say to me—I was stopping with them at the time,—"and see if you can find any sugar; I think there's some under the big rose-bush. If not, you'd better go to Jones's and order some."
And, on the cook's inquiring what she should get ready for lunch, my aunt would say:
"Well, I'm sure, Jane, I hardly know. What have we? Are there any chops in the garden, or was it a bit of steak that I noticed on the lawn?"
On the second afternoon the plumbers came to do a little job to the kitchen boiler. The dog, being engaged at the time in the front of the house, driving away the postman, did not notice their arrival. He was broken-hearted at finding them there when he got downstairs, and evidently blamed himself most bitterly. Still, there they were, all owing to his carelessness, and the only thing to be done now was to see that they did not escape.
There were three plumbers (it always takes three plumbers to do a job: the first man comes on ahead to tell you that the second man will be there soon, the second
