Lydia looked up with tearful, appealing eyes.
My dearest, think--think what that means?
How can you break your word to him--now, when the day's almost here?
Think what it'll mean to him.
You'll have to tell him the reason, and then--' 'I'll tell him everything.

I'll bear it.

Can I help it, Lyddy?
Am I happy ?' 'But you haven't thought, Thyrza.

It means that Gilbert will have to go on with his work at the factory.' 'Why?
His mother will go and live with him at the library.' Her voice sank.

She began to understand.
'Do you suppose he can take that place from Mr.Egremont after he knows this, Thyrza ?' Thyrza was mute for a little.