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"But oh!--you will co can ever coain--my

husband" And, with that blessed word, she drew e

I went on slowly up the path to meet Simon, and, as I went,But I

never thought of the omen of the knife that had once fallen and

quivered in the floor between us

"'Twere 'is snuff-box as done it!" said Sied along the road "'E were a-goin'

upstairs for it, an' slipped, 'e did 'Simon,' says he, as I

lifted of 'im in my arms, 'Simon,' says 'e, quiet like, 'I be

done for at last, lad--this poor old feyther o' yourn'll never go

a-climbin' up these stairs no more,' says 'e--'never--no--more'"

After this Sie Before "The Bull" was a group who talked with

hushed voices and grave faces; even Old Areat four-post bed, propped up with

pillows, and with Prue beside hiers, and Black George towering in the shade of the

bed-curtains, like a grieving giant