money in the till, "it was not before he had done buying."

"That may be; but we must look to to-morrow as well as to-day.
When is Mr. Helmer likely to come near us again, after such a
wipe as you must have given him to make him go off like that?"

"Just to-morrow, George, I fancy," answered Mary. "He won't be
able to bear the thought of having left a bad impression on me,
and so he'll come again to remove it. After all, there's
something about him I can't help liking. I said nothing that
ought to have put him out of temper like that, though; I only
called him a boy."

"Let me tell you, Mary, you could not have called him a worse
name."

"Why, what else is he?"

"A more offensive word a man could not hear from the lips of a
woman," said George loftily.

"A man, I dare say! But Mr. Helmer can't be nineteen yet."

"How can you say so, when he told you himself he would be of age
in a few months? The fellow is older than I am. You'll be calling
me a boy next."

"What else are you? You at least are not one-and-twenty."

"And how old do you call yourself, pray, miss?"