Jael drew her up the stairs a little way.
"You have seen him out there ?" "Yes; and I--oh!" "There! there.

Think of the folk.

Fight it down." "I will.

Go to him, and say I can't bear it.

Him to stand there--while those I don't care a pin for--oh, Jael, for pity's sake get him home to his mother." "There, don't you fret.