What'll _they_ do now ?" Rollitt stood by grimly silent till she had had her cry and looked up.
"I'm sorry," said he, in a voice that meant what it said.

"What was it worth ?" "Worth?
Everything to me." "What would a new one cost ?" "More than I could pay, or you either.

My John gave five pound for her--and oh, how we scrimped to save it! Where's it to come from now!" and she relapsed again into tears.
Rollitt waited a little longer, but there was nothing more to add; and presently he signalled Fisher to come away.
He was silent all the way home.

The junior did not dare to speak to him--scarcely to look up in his face.

Yet it did occur to him that if any one had a right to be in a bad temper over that afternoon's proceedings it was Mrs Wisdom, and not Rollitt.
As they neared the school, Fisher minor began to feel dreadfully compromised by his company.