We learnt that before we got the news, and it was not until we knew that we had been wrong that either of us opened our lips about it, though each of us knew what the other thought." "I know what you mean, Lechmere.

He told me all about it." "Well, Squire, you may be sure, when we knew that we had wronged him, how the wife and I fretted that we did not know where to write to, nor how to set about finding out where he was, and so you can guess how pleased we were when we heard from you that he was with your regiment, and that he had saved your life at the risk of his own.
"We did not know then, Squire, that if he had had twenty lives he would have done right to have risked them all for you.

He told us the whole story yesterday--just to mother, me and Bob.

I can't tell you yet, Squire, what we thought of it.

I do not know that I shall ever be able to tell you, and we shall never cease to thank the good Lord for saving George from being a murderer in his madness--a murderer of our own Squire--and to bless you, Major, that you should not only have forgiven him and kept his crime from everyone, but should have taken him in hand, as he says, as if it had never happened." "There was no occasion for him to have said anything about it, Lechmere.