I put my arms round his neck; he lifted me safely and carefully, and set me at my own door.

Then with another good-bye he again turned to go.
My heart cried after him with an irrepressible cry.

What I said I do not remember, but it caused him to return.
"Is there anything more I can do for you, sir ?" "Don't call me 'sir'; I am only a boy like yourself.

I want you; don't go yet.

Ah! here comes my father!" John Halifax stood aside, and touched his cap with a respectful deference, as the old man passed.
"So here thee be--hast thou taken care of my son?
Did he give thee thy groat, my lad ?" We had neither of us once thought of the money.
When I acknowledged this my father laughed, called John an honest lad, and began searching in his pocket for some larger coin.