To him we must go, anon.

As for you and poor Peter--who means well, I think--I grieve for you.

For I can give you neither work nor board." "Nay," said I, "you are not done with me, mistress.

I will at least see you and the little ones safe to Kingston.

But first I would see my master, if I may." "You may try," said she, brightening up, "but before that, you must have food, for you look weary and half-starved.