We will send to the Three Castles for your servant and your baggage.

Give me your arm.

Stop, I dropped my cane when you came.

You shall be my cane." "My grandfather used to call us his crutches," said Harry.
"You are like him, though you are fair." "You should have seen--you should have seen George," said the boy, and his honest eyes welled with tears.

The recollection of his brother, the bitter pain of yesterday's humiliation, the affectionateness of the present greeting--all, perhaps, contributed to soften the lad's heart.
He felt very tenderly and gratefully towards the lady who had received him so warmly.