The mill is ours! No stranger shall own a bobbin in it! One or both of us will run it until we follow our father, and then--" "Then what ?" "Our sons will take our place if so it pleases God.

Harry, dear, dear lad, go and take a long holiday among the things you love, and after it we will come to a kind and sensible conclusion about your future.

While you are away, I will do your work for you and you shall have your full share of whatever money is made.

Stay a year if you wish, but try and find yourself before you come home." "I would like to do as you say, John, but a year is a long time to be away from the girl you love.

I should want her every hour and should be utterly miserable without her." John was silent and troubled.