Berths booked on all the Packets, and guaranteed by personal
inspection--Boats built and designed--Instruction in the Violin--Old
instruments cleaned and repaired, or taken in exchange--Rowboat for
hire.' "There, put it in your pocket and take it away with you.
I've plenty more in my desk."

"That's what it feels like, bein' in love," continued Mr. Goodfellow.
"And, next thing, it makes you take a termenjus interest in houses--
houses an' furnicher an' the price o' things--right down to butter,
as you might say. I never see a house, now--leastways, a house that
takes my fancy--but I want to be measuring it an' planning out the
furnicher, an' the rent, an' where to stow the firewood, an' sitting
down cosy in it along with Martha--in the mind's eyes, as you may
say--one on each side o' the fire, an' making two ends meet. I pity
any man that ends a bachelor." He glanced towards the house.
"By the way, how do you get along with Coffin?"

"He--he seems very kind."

"Tis'n his way with boys as a rule." Mr. Goodfellow tapped his
forehand with the end of his two-foot rule. "Upper story," he
announced.

"You think so?"

"Sure of it. Cracked as a bell. Not," said Mr. Goodfellow, picking
up a saw and making ready to cut the plank lengthwise to his
measurements--"not that there's any harm in the man, until he gets
foul of the drink. The tale is he gets his money out o' Government--
a sort of pension. Was mixed up in the Spithead Mutiny, by one