But when I came to see what broken bits were left for Suan to deal with, I only wondered that he was not cross.
"Thank God for a better meal than I deserve," he said, when they all had finished.

"Suan, you are a treasure, as I tell you every day a'most.

Now if they have left us a bottle of wine, let us have it up.

We be all in the dumps.

But that will never do, my lad." He patted Firm on the shoulder, as if he were the younger man of the two, and his grandson went down to the wreck of the cellar; while I, who had tried to wait upon them in an eager, clumsy way, perceived that something was gone amiss, something more serious and lasting than the mischief made by the robber troop.