When she raised her head after a minute, he saw that the light in her eyes adorned and enriched her.

By Jove, he had never imagined that she could change and colour like that! "You are late, grandfather," said the girl, "I was coming to look for you with a lantern." "The red cow kept me," answered the old man, adding as he held out his hand to Gay, "So you've come at last, Mr.Jonathan.Your mother will be pleased." "I was sorry to find her absent," replied Gay, "and I was just asking your granddaughter if she would permit me to join you at supper ?" "To be sure--to be sure," responded Reuben, with a cheerfulness which struck Gay as singularly pathetic.

"After supper Molly will go over with Patsey and see that you are made comfortable." The old hound, blind and toothless, fawned at his knees, and leaning over, he caressed it with a knotted and trembling hand.
"Has Spot had his supper, Molly ?" "Yes, grandfather.

He can eat only soft bread and gravy." At her voice the hound groped toward her, and stooping, she laid her soft, flushed cheek on his head.
"Well, sit down, suh, sit down," said Reuben, speaking timidly as if he were not sure he had chosen the right word.

"If you'll tell Delily, honey, Mr.Jonathan will have his supper." "On condition that you let me share yours, Mr.Merryweather," insisted Gay, in his genial tone.