I had laid waste alike their happiness and their prospects in life.

The least amends I could make was to see that at all events they did not want for the necessities of existence.
"That was seventeen years ago.

I am still seeing that they do not want for the necessities of existence; and my conscience is growing easier by noticing that they seem contented with their lot.

There are twenty-two of them now, and we have hopes of another in the spring.
"That is my story," he said.

"Perhaps you will now understand my sudden emotion when you asked for my advice.