get a share of attention and kisses as well as the other.

"I seed a lady and genle'm," it broke forth, "and was feared of un.
They was going out of doors. The genle'm look back at us, but the
lady went right on. I didn' see her face."

Matters were now in a domestic and straightforward condition, and
the windmiller no longer hesitated to come in. But he was less
disposed to a hard and triumphant self-satisfaction than was common
with him when his will ended well. A poor and unsuccessful career
had, indeed, something to do with the hardness of his nature, and in
this flush of prosperity he felt softened, and resolved inwardly to
"let the missus take her time," and come back to her ordinary
condition without interference.

"Shall un have a bit of supper, missus?" was his cheerful greeting
on coming in. "But take your time," he added, seeing her busy with
the baby, "take your time."

By-and-by the nurse-boy took the child, and the woman bustled about
the supper. She was still but half reconciled, and slapped the
plates on to the table with a very uncommon irritability.

The windmiller ate a hearty supper and washed it well down with
home-made ale, under the satisfactory feeling that he could pay for
more when he wanted it. And as he began to plug his pipe with
tobacco, and his wife rocked the new-comer at her breast, he said
thoughtfully, -

"Do 'ee think, missus, that woman 'ud be the mother of un?"