Do not leave us!' The child dropped her head, and put her hands before her face.
'She cannot bear the thought!' cried the boy, exulting through his tears.

'You will not go.

You know how sorry we should be.

Dear Nell, tell me that you'll stay amongst us.

Oh! Pray, pray, tell me that you will.' The little creature folded his hands, and knelt down at her feet.
'Only look at me, Nell,' said the boy, 'and tell me that you'll stop, and then I shall know that they are wrong, and will cry no more.