I had only one, and he has gone.

It is always the way." He spoke of the child as having been his--not his and hers.

She felt this, and understood the want of affection which it conveyed; but she said nothing of it.
"Oh, Hugh, what could we do?
It was not our fault." "Who is talking of any fault?
I have said nothing as to fault.

He was always poor and sickly.

The Claverings generally have been so strong.
Look at myself and Archie, and my sisters.