And so we kep it fro 'Lias.

Soomtimes I think he knows t' boys are dead--an then soomtimes he frets 'at they doan't coom an see him.

Fourteen year ago! An I goo on tellin him they'll coom soon.

An last week, when I towd him it, I thowt to mysel it wor just th' naked truth!' David leant over the gate, pulling at some withered hollyhocks beside it.

But when, after a minute of choking silence, Margaret caught his look, she saw, though he tried to hide it, that his black eyes were swimming.