Harold spoke to Leonard over his shoulder in a low, fierce whisper, which Stephen did not seem to hear: 'There! that will do.

Go away! You have done enough already.

Go! Go!' he added more sternly, as the boy seemed disposed to argue.

Leonard ran a few steps, then walked to the lich-gate, where he waited.
Stephen clung close to Harold in a state of agitation which was almost hysterical.

She buried her face in his shoulder, sobbing brokenly: 'Oh, Harold! It was too awful.