PAUL LAUNCHES INTO LIFE MOREL was rather a heedless man, careless of danger.

So he had endless accidents.

Now, when Mrs.Morel heard the rattle of an empty coal-cart cease at her entry-end, she ran into the parlour to look, expecting almost to see her husband seated in the waggon, his face grey under his dirt, his body limp and sick with some hurt or other.

If it were he, she would run out to help.
About a year after William went to London, and just after Paul had left school, before he got work, Mrs.Morel was upstairs and her son was painting in the kitchen--he was very clever with his brush--when there came a knock at the door.

Crossly he put down his brush to go.