130 MY SUMMER IN A GARDEN. 



about matters while I work. I well know that 

 something is coming. 



" This is a rotation of crops, is n't it ? " 



" Yes : I have rotated the gone-to-seed lettuce 

 off, and expect to rotate the turnips in ; it is a 

 political fashion." 



" Is n't it a shame that the tomatoes are all 

 getting ripe at once ? What a lot of squashes ! 

 I wish we had an oyster-bed. Do you want me 

 to help you any more than I am helping ? " 



" No, I thank you." (I wonder what all this 

 is about ?) 



"Don't you think we could sell some straw- 

 berries next year ? " 



"By all means, sell anything. We shall no 

 doubt get rich out of this acre." 



"Don't be foolish." 



And now! 



" Don't you think it would be nice to have 

 a?" And Polly unfolds a small scheme of 



