I never saw him with anybody.

He does errands round town, and has been sleeping at Mrs.McKinstry's, the washerwoman's.

He didn't take his meals there, I know, for I've seen him eating bread and cheese in some corner just when other folks were sitting down to dinner.

They call him 'Hal the English boy;' but I guess nobody knows much about him." "A stranger in a strange land," said Mrs.Robertson thoughtfully; and then she rose up and went into the room where Hal was still lying.
Blair took up his Bible.

How precious that Bible seemed to him now--the light for his feet, the lamp for his path.