She sat apart by the fire with one o' the little uns in her lap.

She didn't stay over long; she said the missus might be wanting her, and she left; and when she was kissing my poor old face, she began sobbing.

Robin offered to see her home--" "And she wouldn't have it," interrupted Robin, looking up for the first time with a wild expression of despair.

"She said she had things to get at Mother Duff's, and should stop a bit there, a-gossiping.

It'll be on my mind by day and by night, that if I'd went with her, harm couldn't have come." "And that was how she left you," pursued Mr.Verner.