Reuben sat thinking, for some time.
"I must go away, mother," he said at last.

"I can't stop here.
Every one in the village will get to know of it, and they will point at me as the boy as poisoned the squire's dog, and then lied about it.

I couldn't stand that, mother." "And you sha'n't stand it, my boy," Mrs.Whitney said, "not a day.
I will give up the cottage and move into Lewes, at once.

I didn't go there before, for I am known there, and don't like folk to see how much I have come down in the world." "No, mother, you stop here, and I will go up to London.

They say there is lots of work there, and I suppose I can get on as well as another." "I will not hear of your doing such a thing.