There were tears in the honest fellow's eyes as he left, and I thought all the more of him, for he is the bravest man who has most to risk.

I mind that Ringan consoled the lady in the French tongue, which I did not comprehend, and would not be hindered from getting out his saddle-bags and comforting the children with candied plums.

He had near as grave a face as Bertrand when we rode off, and was always looking back to the homestead.

He spoke long to the Frenchman in his own speech, and the sad face of the latter began to lighten.
I asked him what he said.
"Just that he was the happy man to have kind hearts to weep for him.

A fine thing for a landless, childless fellow like me to say! But it's gospel truth, Andrew.