The young man and the girl both laughed. Two friends of the young man, whom we had attracted to the doorway and who stood there with their hands in their pockets, echoed the laugh noisily.
"You can't tire me, good people," said Mrs. Pardiggle to these latter. "I enjoy hard work, and the harder you make mine, the better I like it."

The young man and the girl both laughed.
"You can't tire me, good people," said Mrs. Pardiggle. "I enjoy hard work, and the harder you make mine, the better I like it."
