'Never let me hear the boy's name again.

I rang to tell you that.

Never.

Never, on any pretence, mind! You may leave the room, Mrs.Bedwin.

Remember! I am in earnest.' There were sad hearts at Mr.Brownlow's that night.
Oliver's heart sank within him, when he thought of his good friends; it was well for him that he could not know what they had heard, or it might have broken outright..