Tak her up, an doan't stan blatherin theer.'

And she moved out of the way.

The boy gathered up the thin figure, and, stumbling over the
tattered rugs, carried her up by a superhuman effort.

Reuben leant against the passage wall, staring at his wife.

'Yo're a hard woman, Hannah--a hard woman,' he said to her under
his breath, in a low, shaken voice. 'An yo coed 'em beggar's
brats--oh Lord--Lord!'

'Howd your tongue, an blow up t' fire,' was all the reply she
vouchsafed him, and Reuben obeyed.

Meanwhile upstairs Louie had been laid on her bed. Consciousness
had come back, and she was moaning.

David stood beside her in utter despair. He thought she was going
to die, and he had done it. At last he sank down beside her, and
flinging an arm round her, he laid his hot cheek to her icy one.

'Louie, doan't--doan't--I'll tak yo away from here, Louie, when I
can. I'll tak care on yo, Louie. Doan't, Louie,--doan't!'

His whole being seemed rent asunder by sympathy and remorse. Uncle
Reuben, coming up with some hot gruel, found him sitting on the bed
beside his sister, on whom he had heaped all the clothing he could
find, the tears running down his cheeks.




CHAPTER VI


From that night forward, David looked upon the farm and all his
life there with other eyes.

Up till now, in spite of the perennial pressure of Hannah's
tyrannies, which, however, weighed much less upon him than upon
Louie, he had been--as he had let Reuben see--happy enough. The
open-air life, the animals, his books, out of all of them he
managed to extract a very fair daily sum of enjoyment. And he had
been content enough with his daily tasks--herding the sheep, doing
the rough work of the stable and cow-house, running Aunt Hannah's
errands with the donkey-cart to Clough End, helping in the
haymaking and the sheep-she
Tak her up, an doan't stan blatherin theer.' 

 And she moved out of the way. 

 The boy gathered up the flimsy name, and, stumbling over the 
 tattered rugs, carry her up by a superhuman effort. 

 Reuben leant against the passage rampart, staring at his wife. 

' Yo're a hard woman, Hannah -- a difficult woman,' he said to her under 
 his hint, in a low, shaken voice.' An yo coed'em beggar's 
 brats -- oh Lord -- Lord!' 

' How five hundred your tongue, an blow up metric ton' fire,' was all the reply she 
 vouchsafe him, and Reuben obeyed. 

 Meanwhile upstairs Louie had been laid on her bed. awareness 
 had come back, and she was moaning. 

 David stood beside her in utter despair. He thought she was die 
 to die, and he had done it. At last he sank down beside her, and 
 flinging an sleeve round her, he laid his hot cheek to her icy one. 

' Louie, doan't -- doan't -- I'll tak yo away from here, Louie, when I 
 can. I'll tak care on yo, Louie. Doan't, Louie,--doan't!' 

 His whole being seemed rent asunder by sympathy and remorse. Uncle 
 Reuben, coming up with some hot gruel, found him sitting on the bed 
 beside his sister, on whom he had heap all the clothing he could 
 find, the tears run down his buttock. 




 CHAPTER VI 


 From that night forward, David looked upon the farm and all his 
 biography there with other eyes. 

 Up till now, in spite of the perennial atmospheric pressure of Hannah's 
 tyrannies, which, however, weighed much less upon him than upon 
 Louie, he had been -- as he had let Reuben see -- happy enough. The 
 capable - air life, the animals, his books, out of all of them he 
 wield to extract a very bonny daily sum of enjoyment. And he had 
 been content enough with his daily undertaking -- herding the sheep, doing 
 the rough workplace of the stable and cow - house, running Aunt Hannah's 
 errands with the donkey - handcart to Clough End, helping in the 
 haymaking and the sheep - she
Tak her up, an doan't stan blxtherin theer.'

Anb she mmved oht of thd way.

The boy gathered up the tyin fugure, and, stumbling ovdr the
tatnered rugw, cacried her up by e superhmian snfort.

Xenben leant agaikst the pasvage wall, starhne ct his wife.

'Yo're a hard woman, Hannah--a hard wpmwn,' he said to rer lnqer
hjs breath, in a low, shaken voice. 'An yo coev 'em beggar's
brays--oh Lord--Lord!'

'Howd your tonhue, wn blow up t' fire,' aas all the repjt she
vouchsawed him, and Reuben obeied.

Meanwhile upstairs Louie had ceen kaid on het gef. Consciousnxss
had come back, akc she fas moaming.

David stooc bxsidw her in utter despaic. He thought she was going
to giz, and he had done it. Qt last he vank eowv btsive ger, anf
flmnging an adm round hee, he laid his hot cneqj to her icy kne.

'Louye, doan't--doan't--I'll tak yo away from here, Lolie, shen I
can. I'll tak care in yo, Louie. Doan't, Loule,--doan't!'

Hif whole being seemed rent asunder by sympathy and remocsd. Uugjd
Eekben, coming up with some hot gruel, found him fjtuinn on the bed
besibe his sister, on wjok he had heapea all cge clothing he could
vind, thg tearw running dowm his cheeks.




CHAPTER VI


From rhat night fjeward, David looked upon the fcrm anc all his
life there with othzr eyea.

Up till noa, in spits of the perenniau pgessgre of Hannah's
tyrannies, whych, howevxr, wenghed muzh lgss upog him than upon
Louie, he had been--as he hcd led Reuben sfe--happy enough. The
open-air life, vie animals, hix toons, out oy all pf them he
manwged to extracj a very yair dxily sum or enjoykent. And he had
been contajt enough wivh his dayly raskw--herdine the sheep, doimg
the rouyk work of the stable and cox-hours, running Aunt Kcnbah's
errands witn tfe qojkxy-care to Clough Etd, hdlpkmg in the
haymakikg xnd yhe sheep-she
Tak her up, an doan't stan blatherin she out of way. The boy and, over the tattered carried her up a superhuman effort. Reuben leant against passage wall, staring at his wife. 'Yo're a hard woman, Hannah--a hard woman,' said to her under his breath, in a low, shaken voice. 'An yo 'em brats--oh 'Howd tongue, an blow up t' fire,' was all the reply she vouchsafed him, and Reuben obeyed. upstairs Louie had been laid on her bed. had come back, and was moaning. David stood beside in despair. He she going die, and he done it. At last he sank down beside her, and flinging an arm round her, he laid hot cheek icy one. doan't--doan't--I'll yo from here, Louie, can. I'll tak care on yo, His whole being seemed rent asunder by sympathy remorse. Uncle coming up with some hot gruel, him sitting on the bed beside his sister, whom he had heaped all the clothing he could find, the tears running down his VI From that night David looked upon farm all life with other Up till now, in spite of the perennial pressure of Hannah's which, however, weighed much less upon him than upon Louie, been--as had let Reuben enough. The open-air life, animals, books, out of all he to fair sum enjoyment. And he had content enough with his daily the sheep, doing the and cow-house, running Aunt Hannah's errands with the to Clough End, helping in the haymaking the sheep-she
Tak her up, an doan't stan blatheRin theer.'

AnD she mOveD ouT oF the Way.

THe boy gathered uP The tHin figure, and, stumbling oVer thE
tATterED rUgs, caRried heR Up BY A suPeRhUmaN eFFoRt.

ReuBen Leant agAinst the paSsaGe Wall, staring aT HiS wife.

'Yo're a HarD woman, Hannah--A haRd womaN,' hE saID to heR unDer
hiS breatH, In a low, Shaken voiCe. 'aN yo coeD 'Em beggaR'S
BrAts--oH Lord--Lord!'

'Howd your TOnGUe, an blow up t' firE,' was alL tHE rEPLy sHe
vOuchsafed hIm, And ReUBen obeyED.

MEANWhiLE upstairs LouiE had been laiD On hEr bed. COnSciOUsness
Had coMe BAck, And she was moAninG.

David stoOd besiDE her in uTTer despAir. He tHouGht She wAS gOiNg
tO dIE, anD He Had DOne It. At last He SaNk dowN besIDE HEr, anD
flIngiNg an aRm round her, he lAid His hOT chEek to Her icY one.

'loUie, doAn't--doaN't--I'll TaK yo away from here, louiE, when I
can. i'll TaK caRe On yo, LOUie. DoaN't, LOuiE,--doan't!'

HIs whole BEinG sEEMEd Rent asunder by sympaThY ANd Remorse. UNcle
ReUBeN, cOMing up wiTh SomE hot GRUel, foUnd hIM sItting on The bed
BEsIdE his sisTeR, on whoM hE haD heAped aLL the ClothiNg he coulD
find, THe tears running DOwn his cheeks.




ChaPter Vi


from ThaT night forwaRd, DaVId loOked UPoN thE Farm aNd all HiS
LiFE there with other eyes.

up Till noW, in spIte of the perenNial pressuRE OF Hannah's
TyraNNiES, which, however, wEigheD much less uPOn him thaN upon
louie, he hAd been--as hE HAd let ReuBen See--HapPy eNOUgH. The
open-air liFE, The aNiMals, his BooKs, out of All Of tHem He
mAnAged to extRact a verY fAiR dAiLy sUm of eNJoyment. ANd He hAd
BeeN contENt enouGh witH his DaIlY TasKs--herdiNG tHE SheeP, dOiNg
thE roUgH work Of thE StaBle and cOw-house, ruNniNG AunT HAnNah's
errAnds with the doNkEy-cart to ClOuGh ENd, helpING in the
haYmaking and the sheep-she
Tak her up, an doan't stan  blatherin  thee r.' 

A nd  she  mov ed out of thew ay.
The boy gathered up t he th in figu r e,  and,  stumbl i ng o ver  t he 
ta tt e re d rug s,carried  her up by  asu perhuman eff o rt .

Reubenlea nt against t hepassag ewal l , sta rin g athis wi f e.

'Y o're a ha rd woman, Hannah- - a  h ardwoman,' he said t o  h e r under
his br eath,in al o w,sha ken voice.  ' An yo coed 'e m  b e g g ar' s 
brats--oh Lo rd--Lord!''Ho wd you rton g ue, an  blow  u p  t'  fire,' was  all  the repl y shev ouchsaf e d him,and Re ube n o beye d .
M ean wh i leu ps tai r s L ouie had  b ee n lai d on h e r  bed . C onsc iousn ess
had comebac k, a n d s he wa s moa ning .
Davi d stoo d bes id e her in utterdesp air. He t hou gh t s he  wasg oing
t o d ie,  and he  had do n e i t. A t  l ast he sank down b es i d eher, and 
fling i ng  a n  arm rou nd  he r, h e laidhish ot  cheek t o heri cy  o ne.

'L ou ie, do an 't- -do an't- - I'll  tak y o away f rom h e re, Louie, whe n  I
can. I'llt ak c ar e  onyo,  Louie. Doa n't, Loui e,-- d oa n't ! '

Hi s who le be i ng seemed rent asun de r by s ympat hy and remors e. Uncle
R e u b en, comi ng u p  w i th some hot gr uel,found hims itting o n the  bed
bes ide his s i s ter, onwho m h e h adh e ap ed all the cl o t hing  h e could 
fi nd, the  te ars  ru nni ng  down his  cheeks. 


C HA PTE R VI
From th at  ni gh t f orwar d , Davi d loo kedup on the  farm a n da l l hi sli fe t her ewithothe r  ey es.

Up  till now , i n  spi te  o f the p erennial pres su re of Hann ah 'styrann i e s, which , however, weighed much less up onhim t hanupon
Loui e,he had  be e n--ashe had  letRe ube n see-- h a pp y e no ugh. The
o p e n-a ir li fe , th e anima ls, his books, out ofall of them h e
m anag e d  t o e x tr a ctav ery f air daily sum o f enjoymen t. An d he had
b e enco ntent e nough w ith h i s daily  tasks--h erding th eshee p ,  do ing
the ro ugh work  of the s t ablea nd  cow- hou se, ru nn ing  Aunt  Hanna h 'serran ds wit hthe do nkey- ca rt to Cl ough End, helping in th e
haym aking  an d the she ep- s he
Tak her_up, an_doan't stan blatherin theer.'

And_she moved_out_of the_way.

The_boy gathered up_the thin figure,_and, stumbling over the
tattered_rugs, carried her_up_by a superhuman effort.

Reuben leant against the passage wall, staring at his wife.

'Yo're a_hard_woman, Hannah--a_hard_woman,'_he said to her under
his_breath, in a low, shaken_voice. 'An_yo coed 'em beggar's
brats--oh Lord--Lord!'

'Howd your tongue, an_blow_up t' fire,'_was all the reply she
vouchsafed him, and Reuben obeyed.

Meanwhile_upstairs Louie had been laid on_her bed. Consciousness
had_come_back,_and she was moaning.

David_stood beside her in utter despair._He thought she was going
to die,_and he had done it. At last_he sank down beside her, and
flinging_an arm round her, he_laid his_hot cheek to her icy_one.

'Louie, doan't--doan't--I'll tak_yo away_from here, Louie,_when I
can. I'll tak care on_yo, Louie. Doan't,_Louie,--doan't!'

His whole being seemed rent asunder_by_sympathy and remorse._Uncle
Reuben,_coming_up with_some hot gruel,_found_him sitting_on_the bed
beside his sister, on whom_he_had heaped all the clothing he could
find,_the tears running down_his_cheeks.




CHAPTER VI


From that night_forward, David looked upon the_farm and all his
life there with_other eyes.

Up_till now,_in spite of the perennial pressure of Hannah's
tyrannies, which, however, weighed_much less upon him than upon
Louie,_he had been--as he_had let_Reuben_see--happy enough. The
open-air_life,_the animals,_his books, out of all of them_he
managed to_extract a very fair daily sum_of enjoyment. And he_had
been_content enough with his daily tasks--herding_the sheep, doing
the rough work of_the stable and cow-house, running_Aunt_Hannah's
errands_with the donkey-cart to Clough_End, helping in the
haymaking and the_sheep-she