aret drew David quickly away. She hurried him into the further
corner of the cottage, where he was out of sight of the bed. There
she quickly stripped him of his wet garments, as any mother might
have done, found an old flannel shirt of 'Lias's for him, and,
wrapping him close in a blanket, she made him lie down on her own
bed, he being now much too weak to realise what was done with him.
Then she got an empty bottle, filled it from the kettle, and put it
to his feet; and finally she brought a bowlful of warm water and a
bit of towel, and, sitting down by him, she washed the blood and
dirt away from his face and hand, and smoothed down the tangled
black hair. She, too, noticed the smell of spirits, and shook her
head over it; but her motherliness grew with every act of service,
and when she had made him warm and comfortable, and he was dropping
into the dead sleep of exhaustion, she drew her old hand tenderly
across his brow.

'He do feature yan o' my own lads so as he lies theer,' she said
tremulously to her friend at the fire, as though explaining
herself. 'When they'd coom home late fro wark, I'd use to hull 'em
up so mony a time. Ay, I'd been woonderin what had coom to th' boy.
I thowt he'd been goin wrang soomhow, or he'd ha coom aw these
weeks to see 'Lias an me. It's a poor sort o' family he's got. That
Hannah Grieve's a hard un, I'll uphowd yo. Theer's a deal o' her
fault in 't, yo may mak sure.'

Then she went to give 'Lias some brandy--he lived on little else
now. He dropped asleep again, and, coming back to the hearth, she
consented to lie down before it while her friend watched. Her
failing frame was worn out with nursing and want of rest, and she
was soon asleep.

When Davy awoke the room was full of a chill daylight. As he moved
he felt himself stiff all over. The sensation brought back memory,
and the boy
aret drew David quickly away. She hurried him into the further 
 recess of the bungalow, where he was out of batch of the bed. There 
 she promptly undress him of his wet garments, as any mother might 
 have dress, discover an old washcloth shirt of' Lias's for him, and, 
 envelop him close in a blanket, she take him lie down on her own 
 bed, he being immediately a lot too weak to realize what was done with him. 
 Then she got an empty bottle, fill it from the kettle, and put it 
 to his feet; and last she brought a bowlful of warm water and a 
 spot of towel, and, sitting down by him, she washed the blood and 
 dirt away from his side and hand, and smoothed down the tangled 
 black hair. She, excessively, noticed the smell of spirits, and shook her 
 head over it; but her motherliness grew with every act of service, 
 and when she had made him warm and comfortable, and he was dropping 
 into the all in rest of exhaustion, she drew her old bridge player tenderly 
 across his brow. 

' He do feature yan o' my own chap so as he lies theer,' she said 
 tremulously to her friend at the fire, as though excuse 
 herself.' When they'd coom home late fro wark, I'd use to hull'em 
 up so mony a time. Ay, I'd been woonderin what had coom to th' boy. 
 I thowt he'd been goin wrang soomhow, or he'd ha coom aw these 
 weeks to visualize' Lias an me. It's a poor sort o' family he's got. That 
 Hannah Grieve's a hard un, I'll uphowd yo. Theer's a bargain o' her 
 fault in' t, yo may mak sure.' 

 Then she went to pass' Lias some brandy -- he lived on little else 
 now. He neglect asleep again, and, arrive back to the hearth, she 
 consented to lie down down before it while her friend watch. Her 
 failing frame was wear out with nursing and want of remainder, and she 
 was soon asleep. 

 When Davy awoke the room was entire of a chill day. As he moved 
 he felt himself stiff wholly over. The sensation brought back memory, 
 and the boy
areh drew David quickly awan. She hurried him into vhe furfher
corndr of the cottage, where he wes oyt of sight of the bed. Therd
she quicnly stripped yim of his wet garments, zd anv nother might
haye done, foutd an old flanteu dhirt of 'Lias's for him, and,
wrapping rim cloxe in a blanket, fhe kwde gpm lie down on her own
bed, he bejng now much too weal to realise what was done witj him.
Then she got wn empty bojfle, dilled it frum the ketulz, and put ij
to his feet; and finally she brojght c bowlful od qarl water and e
bit os towel, and, sitting gown by him, she washec tie boood and
dirt away frok his face and hanq, and smomtked down the tangled
boaxk hahr. Sve, tui, nutidev tge smepl kf spirits, and shook yer
head over it; but hqg motherlinesa grew wyth every act of service,
and when she hag mzde him warm and comforrable, and he was dropking
into tre dead sleep of exhaustion, she drew her old hand tendxruy
aevjrw jis brow.

'He do feature yan o' my own lads so as ge lpes theer,' she saib
tremulously to neg gtiend at the fkre, as thkugh explaining
herdelf. 'Whgn thet'd coom hjme kate fro wark, I'd use to hulo 'em
up so mouy q time. Ay, I'd been coonderin whct had coom to th' boy.
I thowt he'd bzen gojn wrang solmhow, or gd'd ha coom aw thdse
eeaks to std 'Lias an me. It's w poor soct o' yamily hd's gpt. Thae
Hannah Grleve's a hard un, I'll uphoad yo. Tveer's a dewl o' her
fault in 't, yo may mak snce.'

Then she wemt to give 'Lics somc brandy--he liveq on little elxe
now. Hz dropoed asleep again, end, coming bwck to the hedtth, she
consenved to liq doqn bwfore ig while her frirnd watchvd. Her
dailing frame was xorn kut with nursiny qnd want of resy, avd fhv
wax fmon asleep.

Whan Dxvy swoke the room wcs fulk of a chill daylighd. As he moved
he felt homfelf stidf all oder. The sensayion brought back lemorb,
and tie boy
aret drew David quickly away. She hurried the corner of cottage, where he the There she quickly him of his garments, as any mother might have found an old flannel shirt of 'Lias's for him, and, wrapping him close a blanket, she made him lie down on her own bed, he being much weak realise was done with him. Then she got an empty bottle, filled it from the kettle, and it to his feet; and finally she brought bowlful of warm water a bit of towel, and, down him, she the and away from his and hand, and smoothed down the tangled black hair. She, too, noticed the smell of spirits, and her head but her grew every of service, and had made him warm and comfortable, dropping into the dead sleep of exhaustion, she her old tenderly across his brow. 'He do yan o' my own lads so as he theer,' she said tremulously to her friend at the fire, as though explaining herself. 'When home late fro wark, use to hull up mony time. I'd been what had coom to th' boy. I thowt he'd been goin soomhow, or he'd ha coom aw these weeks to see me. a poor sort family he's got. That Grieve's hard un, I'll uphowd a o' 't, may sure.' Then she went give 'Lias some brandy--he lived little else now. He back to the hearth, she consented to lie before it while her friend watched. Her frame was worn out with nursing and want of rest, and she soon asleep. awoke the room was full of a chill As he moved he himself stiff all over. The sensation brought back memory, the
aret drew David quickly away. SHe hurried hIm intO thE fuRtHer
cOrneR of the cottage, wHEre hE was out of sight of the bed. there
ShE QuicKLy StripPed him oF HiS WEt gArMeNts, As ANy MotheR miGht
have Done, found aN olD fLannel shirt oF 'liAs's for him, aNd,
wRapping him clOse In a blaNkEt, sHE made Him Lie doWn on heR Own
bed, He being noW mUCh too wEAk to reaLISe What Was done with him.
TheN ShE Got an empty bottLe, fillEd IT fROM thE keTtle, and put It
To his FEet; and fINaLLY She BRought a bowlfuL of warm wateR And A
bit of ToWel, ANd, sittIng doWn BY hiM, she washed tHe blOod and
dirT away fROm his faCE and hanD, and smOotHed Down THe TaNglEd
BLacK HaIr. SHE, toO, noticed ThE sMell oF spiRITS, And sHooK her
Head oVer it; but her moTheRlinESs gRew wiTh eveRy acT oF servIce,
and When sHe Had made him warm aNd coMfortable, And He Was DrOppinG
Into thE deAd sLeep of eXhaustiON, shE dREW HeR old hand tenderly
acRoSS HiS brow.

'He dO featuRE yAn O' My own ladS sO as He liES Theer,' She sAId
TremulouSly to hER fRiEnd at thE fIre, as tHoUgh ExpLainiNG
herSelf. 'WhEn they'd cOom hoME late fro wark, I'd USe to hull 'em
up sO MoNY A tIMe. Ay, i'd bEen woonderiN whaT Had cOom tO Th' Boy.
i Thowt He'd beEn GOiN Wrang soomhow, or he'd ha CoOm aw thEse
weEks to see 'Lias aN me. It's a pooR SORt o' familY he's GOt. tHat
Hannah GrievE's a haRd un, I'll uphOWd yo. TheeR's a deAl o' her
faUlt in 't, yo mAY Mak sure.'

THen She WenT to GIVe 'lias some brandY--HE livEd On littlE elSe
now. He DroPpeD asLeeP aGain, and, coMing back To ThE hEaRth, She
coNSented to LiE doWn BefOre it WHile heR frieNd waTcHeD. her
Failing FRaME Was wOrN oUt wiTh nUrSing aNd waNT of Rest, and She
was sooN asLEep.

WHeN DAvy awokE the room was fuLl Of a chill daYlIghT. As he mOVEd
he felt Himself stiff all over. The sENsation BroUght bAck mEmory,
and tHe bOy
aret drew David quickly aw ay. She hu rried  hi m i nt o th e fu rther
corner o f  the  cottage, where he was  outof sigh t  o f the  bed. T h er e she  q ui ckl ys tr ipped  hi m of hi s wet garm ent s,  as any moth e rmight
have  do ne, found an  ol d flan ne l s h irt o f ' Lias' s forh im, an d,
wrappi ng him cl o se in a b la nket , she made him li e  d o wn on her ownbed, h eb ei n g  no w m uch too we ak  to r e alise w h at w a s d o ne with him.Then she go t  an  empty  b ott l e, fil led i tf rom  the kettle , an d put itto his feet; a n d final ly she  br oug ht a bo wl ful  o f  wa r mwat e r a nd a
bit  o ftowel , an d , s itti ngdown  by h im, she washe d t he b l ood  anddirtaway  f rom h is fac e and  h and, and smooth ed d own the t ang le d
b la ck ha i r. She , t oo,  notice d the s m ell  o f s pi rits, and shook he rh e ad  over it ; buth er  m o therline ss  gr ew w i t h eve ry a c tof servi ce,
an d  w he n she h ad  madehi m w arm  andc omfo rtable , and he  wasd ropping
into t h e dead sleepo fe x ha u stio n,she drew he r ol d  han d te n de rly acros s his  b r ow . 

'He do feature ya no' myown l ads so as helies theer , ' she said 
tre m ul o usly to her fr iendat the fir e , as tho ugh e xplainin g
herself . 'When th ey' d c oom  ho m e  l ate fro wark, I 'd u se  to hul l ' em
up s o m ony  atim e.  Ay, I'dbeen woo nd er in  w hat  hadc oom to t h'  bo y. 
Ithowt he'd b een g oinwr an g  so omhow,o rh e 'd h aco om a w t he se
we ekst o s ee 'Lia s an me.It' s  a p oo rsort o'  family he'sgo t. That
Ha nn ahGrieve ' s  a hardun, I'll uphowd yo. The e r's a d eal  o' h er
f ault in ' t,yo may  ma k  sure. '

The n she  w ent t o giv e 'L ias  s ome brandy - - helived  o n li ttle el se
now. He dropped asl eep again, an d,comi n g  b ack to the  h e art h ,  she
consentedto lie dow nb ef ore it whi l e h er  friend  watche d. He r 
failin g frame w as worn o ut  wit h nur sing and w ant of r est, ands he
wa s  s oon a sle ep.

W he n D avy a woke t h e r oom w as ful lof a c hillda ylight.As he moved
he felt him self s tiffall  over. Th e s e nsa tion brou ghtback memor y,and  theboy 
aret drew_David quickly_away. She hurried him_into the_further
corner_of the_cottage,_where he was_out of sight_of the bed. There
she_quickly stripped him_of_his wet garments, as any mother might
have done, found an old flannel shirt of_'Lias's_for him,_and,
wrapping_him_close in a blanket, she_made him lie down on_her own
bed,_he being now much too weak to realise_what_was done with_him.
Then she got an empty bottle, filled it from_the kettle, and put it
to his_feet; and finally_she_brought_a bowlful of warm_water and a
bit of towel, and,_sitting down by him, she washed_the blood and
dirt away from his face_and hand, and smoothed down the_tangled
black hair. She, too, noticed_the smell_of spirits, and shook her
head_over it; but_her motherliness_grew with every_act of service,
and when she had_made him warm_and comfortable, and he was dropping
into_the_dead sleep of_exhaustion,_she_drew her_old hand tenderly
across_his_brow.

'He do_feature_yan o' my own lads so_as_he lies theer,' she said
tremulously to her_friend at the fire,_as_though explaining
herself. 'When they'd_coom home late fro wark,_I'd use to hull 'em
up so_mony a_time. Ay,_I'd been woonderin what had coom to th' boy.
I thowt he'd_been goin wrang soomhow, or he'd_ha coom aw these
weeks_to see_'Lias_an me. It's_a_poor sort_o' family he's got. That
Hannah Grieve's a_hard un,_I'll uphowd yo. Theer's a deal_o' her
fault in 't,_yo_may mak sure.'

Then she went to_give 'Lias some brandy--he lived on_little else
now. He dropped asleep_again,_and,_coming back to the hearth,_she
consented to lie down before it_while her friend_watched. Her
failing frame was worn out with_nursing_and want of rest, and she
was_soon_asleep.

When Davy awoke the room was_full_of_a chill daylight. As he_moved
he felt himself stiff all over._The sensation brought back memory,
and the boy