He snatched up his cap and ran out.
"Miss Honoria!" She did not turn.
"Miss Honoria--I am sorry!" He overtook her, but she turned her face away.

"Forgive me!" She halted, and after a moment looked him in the eyes.

He saw then that she had been crying.
"The first time I came to see you he whipped me," she said slowly.
"I am sorry; indeed I am." "Taffy--" "Miss Honoria." "I said--Taffy." "Honoria, then." "Do you know what it is to feel lonely here ?" Taffy remembered the afternoons when he had roamed the sand-hills longing for George's company.

"Why, yes," said he; "it used to be always lonely." "I think we have been the loneliest children in the whole world--you and I and George--only George didn't feel it the same way.

And now it's coming to an end with you.