She gathered up the baby's clothes and playthings, and passed into another room, leaving the young man alone.
His heart was very tender with memories.

He thought of Mary and of his sister Maud, and his throat ached.

The wings of the young eagle were weary, and here was safety and rest, he felt that intuitively, and when Reynolds returned with his wife, a pleasant-featured woman of large frame, tears were in the boy's eyes.
Mrs.Reynolds wiped her fingers on her apron and shook hands with him cordially.

"I s'pose you're hungry as a wolf.

Wal, I'll hurry up dinner.
Mebbe you'd like a biscuit ?" Mose professed to be able to wait, and at last convinced the hospitable soul.