then they went with the men into the fields
--those two girls--and worked like men.
At dark they got supper ready, and after
the men went to bed they worked on--
washing dishes and clearing up the kitchen.
They took it turn about getting supper,
and sometimes, one said, she was ``so
plumb tuckered out that she'd drap on the
bed and go to sleep ruther than eat her
own supper.'' No wonder poor Tom had
to go back to the asylum. All the
while the two girls stood by the fire
looking, politely but minutely, at the two
strange girls and their curious clothes and
their boots, and the way they dressed their
hair. Their hard life seemed to have hurt
them none--for both were the pictures of
health--whatever that phrase means.

After supper ``pap'' came in, perfectly
sober, with a big ruddy face, giant frame,
and twinkling gray eyes. He was the man
who had risen to speak his faith in the
Hon. Samuel Budd that day on the size of
the Hon. Samuel's ears. He, too, was
unashamed and, as he explained his plight
again, he did it with little apology.

``I seed ye at the speakin' to-day. That
man Budd is a good man. He done somethin'