"Not very well, sir," said Mr Purkis, taking up a huge clump-soled boot. "I've been a deal worried to-day, sir, over this boot. Mr D. Wragg's, sir, as you recommended to come to me, and that leg of his as is shorter than the other never seems to keep the same length two days together, and I can't get the sole thick enough, even now. But he's a good customer all the same, and I thank you ever so much for recommending me to him. Make that dark gi--young lady's boots too, I do, sir; her as comes with the little Frenchman; but where he picks up _his_ boots, I don't know." Here Mrs Jared cut a long story short by speaking about Totty's shoes. He would send for those little shoes first thing in the morning, without fail; but would not Mr and Mrs Pellet step in. Jared thought not, but Mrs Jared took the opposite, for she had other thoughts than shoes upon her mind; so declaring herself to be tired, she followed Mr Purkis into the back room, where Mrs Purkis left off ironing to dust a couple of chairs, and drew a small black saucepan, simmering upon the hob, a little farther from the cheery blaze. "Poor Mrs Nimmer's dead and gone, sir," said Mr Purkis. "Indeed!" said Jared and his wife together. "Yes, sir--went very suddenly--only this very afternoon, sir. Forty year had she been pew-opener at St Runnles--twenty year before I took the beadleship." The conversation had taken the very turn Mrs Jared desired; in fact, she had dragged Jared round in order to enlist Mr Purkis upon their side--at all events, to prevent him from trying to run a friend of his own. She was somewhat shocked at the suddenness of the beadle's announcement, yet she felt that, for the sake of a family friend, so good an opportunity must not be lost. "Who is to be the new pew-opener, Mr Purkis?" she said, after a while. "Who, mum?" said Purkis, after a good wipe; "I don't know, mum, I'm sure. I should like the Missus there to try, but she says she won't." "Not if I know it, Joseph," exclaimed his lady, as if in doubt whether she might commence the undertaking in ignorance. "Not if I know it, Joseph," she exclaimed, polishing an iron with a duster, after giving it a vicious rub in the ashes. "If a married woman hasn't enough to do to mind her own house and bits of things, it's a pity. The church has got you, and has you a deal away from the business with weddings and such; and besides, I never opened pews, and I'm too old to learn now." "Perhaps Mrs Purkis will think better of it," said Mrs Jared. "Better of it! No, ma'am; nor worse, neither. I shall never commit myself by doing of it, as I've told Joseph a score of times." "Then, under those circumstances, perhaps Mr Purkis would not mind helping a friend of ours to obtain that post?" "Friend of yours, mum?" said Purkis, eagerly; "I'd do all I could in my way, mum, though that wouldn't be much. But," he exclaimed, as a bright thought seemed to strike him, "I could keep other people away."