15/25 Don't say anything more now, I cannot bear it." "I understand, sir," the girl said gently. He could not trust himself to speak, and turning he passed on with Charlie through the village, while Mary Powlett, with the child still in her arms, stood looking sorrowfully after him as long as he was in sight. "Thou told's him, oi hope, how we all felt about it, and how grateful we was ?" "I didn't say much, feyther, he could not bear it; just a word or two; if I had said more he would have broken out crying, and so should I." "Thou hast cried enoo, lass, the last ten days. Thou hast done nowt but cry," Luke said kindly, "and oi felt sore inclined to join thee. |