Remember you must be strong for the sake of the others.

You know you will have to bear your mother's burdens as well as your own." He helped Ned to his feet and held the glass to his lips, for the boy's hand was shaking so that he could not have held it.

After drinking it Ned stumbled upstairs and threw himself on the bed, and there cried silently for a long time; but the first passion of grief had passed, and he now struggled with his tears, and in an hour rose, bathed his flushed and swollen face, and went downstairs.
"Abijah," he said, in a voice which he struggled in vain to steady, "what is there for me to do?
How is my mother ?" "She has just cried herself off to sleep, Master Ned, and a mercy it is for her, poor lady, for she has been going on dreadful ever since he was brought in here; but if you go in to Master Charlie and Miss Lucy and try and comfort them it would be a blessing.

I have not been able to leave your mother till now, and the poor little things are broken hearted.

I feel dazed myself, sir.