I bounced so much about the Thrums folk to Shovel, and now the first day I'm here I heard myself bouncing about Shovel to Thrums folk, and it were that what made me cry.

Oh, Elspeth, it's--it's not the same what I thought it would be!" Nor was it the same to Elspeth, so they sat down by the roadside and cried with their arms round each other, and any passer-by could look who had the heart.

But when night came, and they were in their garret bed, Tommy was once more seeking to comfort Elspeth with arguments he disbelieved, and again he succeeded.

As usual, too, the make-believe made him happy also.
"Have you forgot," he whispered, "that my mother said as she would come and see us every night in our bed?
If yer cries, she'll see as we're terrible unhappy, and that will make her unhappy too." "Oh, Tommy, is she here now ?" "Whisht! She's here, but they don't like living ones to let on as they knows it." Elspeth kept closer to Tommy, and with their heads beneath the blankets, so as to stifle the sound, he explained to her how they could cheat their mother.

When she understood, he took the blankets off their faces and said in the darkness in a loud voice: "It's a grand place, Thrums!" Elspeth replied in a similar voice, "Ain't the town-house just big!" Said Tommy, almost chuckling, "Oh, the bonny, bonny Auld Licht Kirk!" Said Elspeth, "Oh, the beauty outside stairs!" Said Tommy, "The minister is so long!" Said Elspeth, "The folk is so kind!" Said Tommy, "Especially the laddies!" "Oh, I is so happy!" cried Elspeth.
"Me too!" cried Tommy.
"My mother would be so chirpy if she could jest see us!" Elspeth said, quite archly.
"But she canna!" replied Tommy, slyly pinching Elspeth in the rib.
Then they dived beneath the blankets, and the whispering was resumed.
"Did she hear, does yer think ?" asked Elspeth.
"Every word," Tommy replied.