My poor mother and two of the children had evidently tried to escape by the stairway and had perished there; the two others were burnt in their beds." "And your father ?" murmured Elizabeth, unable to take her eyes from the speaker.
"I woke him in the stable, and told him what had happened.

Bit by bit I got out of him what he'd done.

And then I said to him, 'Now choose!--either you go, or we.

After the funeral, the boys and I have done with you.

You can't force us to go on living with you.