He wor childish like, an mighty trooblesome times.

An she's allus stirrin, and rootin, is Hannah.

Udder foak mus look aloive too.' The conflict in Reuben's mind between his innate truthfulness and his desire to excuse his wife was curious to see.

Sandy had a vision of his father sitting in his dotage by his own hearth, and ministered to by a daughter-in-law who grudged him his years and his infirmities, as he had grudged his wife all the troublesome incidents of her long decay.

But it only affected him now as it bore upon what was still living in him, the one feeling which still survived amid the wreck made by circumstance and disease.
'Will she be kind to _them ?_' he said sharply, which a motion of the head towards the children, first towards David, who sat drooping on his father's bed, where for some ten or twelve hours now he had remained glued, refusing to touch either breakfast or dinner, and then towards Louie, who was on the floor by the fire, with her rag dolls, which she was dressing up with smiles and chatter in a strange variety of finery.