And tell her she's a cruel wife to me.' Something like the sound of a snivel came out of the darkness as he concluded.

Jane, in reporting his speech, added that she thought he was shedding tears.

Thereupon Bessie gave a sob, quite in earnest.
'So am I,' she said chokingly.

'Go and tell him, Jane.' 'Mr.Byass, Mrs.Byass is crying,' whispered Jane at the parlour-door.
'Don't you think you'd better, go downstairs ?' Hearing a movement, she ran to be out of the way.

Samuel left the dark room, and with slow step descended to the kitchen.