Jane was busy that evening; but the following morning she went into Samuel Lynn's. Patience was in the kitchen, washing currants for a pudding; the maid upstairs at her work. Jane held the body of Anna's frock in her hand. She wished to try it on.  
"Anna is not at home," was the reply of Patience. "She is gone to spend the day with Mary Ashley."
 
Jane felt sorry; she had been in hopes of finishing it that day. "Patience," said she, "I want to ask your advice. I have been thinking that I might get employment at sewing gloves. It seems easy work to learn."
 
"Would thee like the work?" asked Patience. "Ladies have a prejudice against it, because it is the work supplied to the poor. Not but that some ladies in this town, willing to out their means, do work at it in private. They get the work brought out to them and taken in."
 
"That would be the worst for me," observed Jane: "taking in the work. I do fear I should not like it."
 
"Of course not. Thee could not go to the manufactory and stand amid the crowd of women for thy turn to be served as one of them. Wait thee an instant."
 
Patience dried her hands upon the roller-towel, and took Jane into the best parlour, the one less frequently used. Opening a closet, she reached from it a small, -looking machine, and some unmade gloves: the latter were in a basket, covered over with a white cloth.
 
"This is different work from what the women do," said she. "It is what is called the French point, and is confined to a few of the chief manufacturers. It is not allowed to be done publicly, lest all should get hold of the stitch. Those who employ the point have it done in private."
 
"Who does it here?" exclaimed Jane.
 
"I do," said Patience, laughing. "Did thee think I should be like the fine ladies, ashamed to put my hand to it? I and James Meeking's wife do all that is at present being done for the Ashley manufactory. But now, look thee. Samuel Lynn was saying only last night, that they must search out for some other hand who would be trustworthy, for they want more of the work done. It is easy to learn, and I know they would give it thee. It is a little better paid than the other work, too. Sit thee down and try it."
 
Patience the back of the glove in the pretty little square machine, took the needle—a peculiar one—and showed how it was to be done. Jane, in a glow of delight, some stitches readily.
 
"I see thee would be handy at it," said Patience. "Thee can take the machine indoors to-day and practise. I will give thee a piece of old leather to exercise upon. In two or three days thee may be quite perfect. I do not work very much at it myself, at which Samuel Lynn . It is all my own profit, what I earn, so that he has no selfish in urging me to work, except that they want more of it done. But I have my household matters to attend to, and Anna takes up my time. I get enough for my clothes, and that is all I care for."
 
"I know I could do it! I could do it well, Patience."
 
"Then I am sure thee may have it to do. They will supply thee with a machine, and Samuel Lynn will bring thy work home and take it back again, as he does mine. He——"
 
William was bursting in upon them with a beaming face. "Mamma, make haste home. Two ladies are asking to see the rooms."
 
Jane hurried in. In the parlour sat a pleasant-looking old lady in a large black silk . The other, smarter, younger (but she must have been forty at least), and very cross-looking, wore a Leghorn bonnet with green and bows. She was the old lady's companion, , servant, all combined in one, as Jane found afterwards.
 
"You have to let, ma'am," said the old lady. "Can we see them?"
 
"This is the ," Jane was beginning; but she was interrupted by the smart one in a snappish tone.
 
"This the sitting-room! Do you call this furnished?"
 
"Don't be hasty, Dobbs," her mistress. "Hear what the lady has to say."
 
"The furniture is , certainly," acknowledged Jane. "But it is new and clean. That is a most comfortable sofa. The bedrooms are above."
 
The old lady said she would see them, and they proceeded upstairs. Dobbs put her head into one room, and withdrew it with a . "This room has no bedside carpets."
 
"I am sorry to say that I have no bedside carpets at present," said Jane, feeling all the discouragement of the . "I will get some as soon as I possibly can, if any one taking the rooms will do without them for a little while."
 
"Perhaps we might, Dobbs," suggested the old lady, who appeared to be of an accommodating, easy nature; readily satisfied.
 
"Begging your pardon, ma'am, you'll do nothing of the sort," returned Dobbs. "We should have you doubled up with , if you clapped your feet on to a cold floor. I am not going to do it."
 
"I never do have cramp, Dobbs."
 
"Which is no reason, ma'am, why you never should," returned Dobbs.
 
"What a lovely view from these back windows!" exclaimed the old lady. "Dobbs, do you see the Malvern Hills?"
 
"We don't eat and drink views," responded Dobbs.
 
"They are pleasant to look at though," said her mistress. "I like these rooms. Is there a closet, ma'am, or small apartment that we could have for our trunks, if we came?"
 
"We are not coming," interrupted Dobbs, before Jane could answer. "Carpetless floors won't suit us, ma'am."
 
"There is a closet here, over the entrance," said Jane to the old lady, as she opened the door. "Our own boxes are in it now, but I can have them moved upstairs."
 
"So there's a cock-loft, is there?" put in Dobbs.
 
"A what?" cried Jane, who had never heard the word. "There is nothing upstairs but an . A garret, as it is called here."
 
"Yes," burst Dobbs, "it is called a garret by them that want to be fine. Cock-loft is good enough for us decent folk: we've never called it anything else. Who sleeps up there?" she summarily demanded.
 
"My little boys. This was their room, but I have put them upstairs that I may let this one."
 
"There ma'am!" said Dobbs, , as she turned to her mistress. "You'll believe me another time, I hope! I told you I knew there was a pack of children. One of 'em opened the door to us."
 
"Perhaps they are quiet children," said the old lady, who had been so long used to the and domineering of Dobbs, that she took it as a matter of course.
 
"They are, indeed," said Jane, "quiet, good children. I will answer for it that they will not disturb you in any way."
 
"I should like to see the kitchen, ma'am," said the old lady.
 
"We only want the use of it," s............