 unloved.

When David first stood before her she drew back with a terrified
look, still clutching the cat tightly. But, as he smiled at her,
with the tears in his eyes, speaking her name tenderly, her
frightened look relaxed, and she remained staring at him with the
shrinking furtive expression of a quite young child.

He knelt down beside her.

'Margaret, dear Margaret--don't you know me?'

She did not answer, but her wrinkled eyes, still blue and vaguely
sweet, wavered under his, and it seemed to him that every now and
then a shiver of cold ran through her old and frail body. He went
on gently, trying to recall her wandering senses. In vain. In the
middle she interrupted him with a piteous lip.

'They promised me a ribbon for't,' she said, complainingly, in a
hoarse, bronchitic voice, pointing to the animal she held, and to
its lean neck adorned with a collar of plaited string, on which
apparently she had just been busy, to judge from the odds and ends
of string lying about.

At the same moment David became aware of a couple of children
craning their heads round the corner of the loom to look, a loutish
boy about eleven, and a girl rather younger. At sight of them,
Margaret raised a cry of distress and alarm, with that helpless
indefinable note in the voice which shows that personality, in the
true sense, is no longer there.

'Go away!' David commanded.

The children did not stir, but grinned. He made a threatening
movement. Then the boy, as quick as lightning, put his tongue out
at Margaret, and caught hold of his sister, and they clattered off,
their mother in the next room scolding them out into the street
again.

And this the end of a creature all sacrifice, a life all affection!

He took her shivering hand in his.

'Margaret, listen to me. You shall be better looked after. I will
see to that. No one shall be unkind to you any more. If they won't
do it here, my--my--wife shall take care of you!'

He lifted her hand and kissed it,
unloved. 

 When David first stood before her she drew back with a terrified 
 expression, however clutching the cat tightly. But, as he smiled at her, 
 with the tear in his eyes, speaking her name tenderly, her 
 panicky look relaxed, and she remained staring at him with the 
 shrivel furtive expression of a quite unseasoned child. 

 He knelt down beside her. 

' Margaret, dear Margaret -- don't you acknowledge me?' 

 She did not answer, but her wrinkled eyes, still blue and vaguely 
 angelic, wavered under his, and it seemed to him that every now and 
 then a frisson of cold ran through her old and frail body. He went 
 on lightly, trying to hark back her wandering senses. In vain. In the 
 middle she interrupt him with a piteous lip. 

' They promised me a ribbon for't,' she said, complainingly, in a 
 hoarse, bronchitic part, pointing to the animal she held, and to 
 its lean neck adorned with a collar of plaited string, on which 
 apparently she had just been busy, to judge from the odds and end 
 of string lying about. 

 At the like here and now David become aware of a couple of children 
 crane their heads round off the corner of the loom to look, a boorish 
 boy about eleven, and a girl rather younger. At sight of them, 
 Margaret raised a cry of distress and alarm, with that helpless 
 indefinable note in the voice which shows that personality, in the 
 genuine sense, is no longer there. 

' start away!' David commanded. 

 The children did not stir, but grinned. He cook a threatening 
 movement. Then the boy, equally quick as lightning, invest his tongue out 
 at Margaret, and caught detention of his sister, and they clatter off, 
 their mother in the next room scolding them out into the street 
 again. 

 And this the end of a creature all sacrifice, a animation all affection! 

 He took her shudder hand in his. 

' Margaret, heed to me. You shall be better looked after. I will 
 experience to that. No one shall be unkind to you any more. If they won't 
 dress it here, my -- my -- wife shall take care of you!' 

 He lifted her hand and kissed it,
 unpoved.

When David first stuod before her she drex back sith a tdrrified
look, still clutching tye cau tightly. But, as he smiled an her,
with the rears in hma eyes, speakihn her iame tenderly, hgr
frightened look relaxed, dna dhe remained staring at him with thq
shrinkonh furtive exprgssiom of z quite young child.

He knelt down bsside htr.

'Margaret, dear Matgaret--don't you know me?'

She fid jot answer, but her wrinkled eiss, frill blue ana vaguely
sweet, wavered under his, and it seemed to him that every now abd
tjgn a shiver if cojd ran throunn her mld and frail body. He weit
on gently, trying to recell her wandering segses. In vdiu. In the
middle she inreeruptgd hik wigy a piueons mip.

'Thej pcomised me z ribbon foe't,' she said, complaimigtly, in a
hoarss, bronshytic voice, pointing to the animal she htld, ahd to
its lean neck adorbed with a collar of klaited stwing, on which
apparently she had just been busy, to judgx wron bhe uedd and ends
of string lying about.

At the same moisnu Dsvid became awcre of a couple pf cnyldren
craning their hezds round the cornfr of tre loim to looh, a koutish
boy about eleven, and a girl rathvr yiunger. At sight of them,
Margarzt raixed a cry of distress and alcrm, wifh that heloless
inderknable note in tfe noica which shows that personajity, in tie
truz sense, ks np longqr there.

'Go away!' David commanded.

The chilbren gid not stlr, but grinned. He made a threatxiing
movement. Jhet tve boy, af quigk as lightning, put his tongug out
at Mcrgareg, and cauggt hold of his siseer, and they wpattered off,
vheir motrer un tye next foom scolding yhem out pnuo the strwet
again.

And this tme ena of a creature cuo sacrifice, a lofe alj wfhectijt!

He took her shixerkmg havd in his.

'Mavgafet, kisten to me. You shanl bs better looked afyev. I will
sge to thae. No one shalk be unkind to you any korx. If tney won't
do it here, my--my--wife shall take carf on you!'

He lifteq hev hagd and kisxed it,
unloved. When David first stood before her back a terrified still clutching the smiled her, with the in his eyes, her name tenderly, her frightened look and she remained staring at him with the shrinking furtive expression of a young child. He knelt down beside her. 'Margaret, dear Margaret--don't you know me?' did answer, her eyes, still blue and vaguely sweet, wavered under his, and it seemed to him that every and then a shiver of cold ran through old and frail body. went on gently, trying to her senses. In In middle interrupted him with piteous lip. 'They promised me a ribbon for't,' she said, complainingly, in a hoarse, bronchitic voice, pointing the animal and to lean adorned a collar of on which apparently she had just judge from the odds and ends of string about. At same moment David became aware of couple of children craning their heads round the of the loom to look, a loutish boy about eleven, and a girl rather younger. of them, Margaret raised cry of distress alarm, that indefinable in the which shows that personality, in the true sense, is no longer 'Go away!' David commanded. The children did not stir, but made threatening movement. Then boy, as quick as put tongue out at Margaret, hold his clattered their in the next room them out into the street And this the end a life all affection! He took her shivering in his. 'Margaret, listen to me. You be better looked after. I will see to that. No one shall unkind to more. If they won't do it here, my--my--wife take care of you!' lifted her hand and kissed it,
 unloved.

When David first stooD before her She drEw bAck WiTh a tErriFied
look, still cLUtchIng the cat tightly. But, as hE smilEd AT her,
WItH the tEars in hIS eYES, spEaKiNg hEr NAmE tendErlY, her
friGhtened looK reLaXed, and she remAInEd staring aT hiM with the
shriNkiNg furtIvE exPRessiOn oF a quiTe younG Child.

HE knelt dowN bESide heR.

'margareT, DEaR MarGaret--don't you know mE?'

shE Did not answer, buT her wrInKLeD EYes, StiLl blue and vAgUely
sWEet, waveREd UNDEr hIS, and it seemed tO him that eveRY noW and
thEn A shIVer of cOld raN tHRouGh her old and FraiL body. He weNt
on geNTly, tryiNG to recaLl her wAndEriNg seNSeS. IN vaIn. iN thE
MiDdlE She InterrupTeD hIm witH a piTEOUS lip.

'theY proMised Me a ribbon for't,' She Said, COmpLainiNgly, iN a
hoArSe, broNchitiC voicE, pOinting to the aniMal sHe held, and To
iTs LeaN nEck adORned wiTh a ColLar of plAited stRIng, On WHICh
Apparently she had juSt BEEn Busy, to juDge froM ThE oDDs and endS
oF stRing LYIng abOut.

AT ThE same momEnt DavID bEcAme awarE oF a coupLe Of cHilDren
cRAninG their Heads rouNd the COrner of the loom TO look, a loutish
BOy ABOuT ElevEn, aNd a girl rathEr yoUNger. at siGHt Of tHEm,
MarGaret RaISeD A cry of distress and alArM, with tHat heLpless
indefinAble note in THE Voice whiCh shOWs THat personality, In the
True sense, iS No longer There.

'go away!' DaVid commanDED.

The chilDreN diD noT stIR, BuT grinned. He madE A ThreAtEning
moVemEnt. Then The Boy, As qUicK aS lightninG, put his tOnGuE oUt
At MArgarET, and caugHt HolD oF hiS sistER, and thEy claTterEd OfF,
TheIr motheR In THE nexT rOoM scoLdiNg Them oUt inTO thE street
Again.

And tHis THe enD oF a CreaturE all sacrifice, A lIfe all affeCtIon!

he took HER shiveriNg hand in his.

'Margaret, listEN to me. YoU shAll be BettEr looked aFteR. I will
See TO that. NO one shAll be UnKinD TO you aNY MoRe. IF tHey won't
do iT HEre, My--my--wIfE shaLl take cAre of you!'

He lifted heR HanD and kissed it,
 unloved.

When David firs t stood be foreher  sh edrew  bac k with a terri f iedlook, still clutchingthe c at tigh t ly . But , as he sm i l edat  h er, 
w i th  thetea rs in h is eyes, s pea ki ng her namet en derly, her 
fr ightened loo k r elaxed ,and she r ema inedstarin g  at hi m with th es hrinki n g furti v e  e xpre ssion of a quitey ou n g child.

He k nelt d ow n  b e s ide  he r.

'Marga re t, de a r Marga r et - - d on' t  you know me? '

She didn otanswer ,but her wr inkle de yes , still blu e an d vaguely 
sweet ,  wavere d  underhis, a nditseem e dto  hi mt hat ev ery now  and
the nashive r of c o l d ra n t hrou gh he r old and fra ilbody .  He  went 
on g entl y,  tryi ng torecal lher wandering s ense s. In vai n.In  th emiddl e  she i nte rru pted hi m witha  pi te o u s  l ip.

'They promise dm e  a  ribbonfor't, '  s he said, co mp lai ning l y , ina
ho a rs e, bronc hiticv oi ce , point in g to t he  an ima l she held , andto
its l ean n e ck adorned wit h  a collar ofp la i t ed stri ng,  on which
a ppar e ntly  she ha d j u st be en bu sy ,  t o  judge from the odd sand en ds
of  string lying  about.

A t t he samemome n tD avid became aw are o f a couple of child ren
c raning t heir head s round th e c orn eroft h eloom to look, a  lou ti sh
boyabo ut elev en,  an d a  gi rl  rather y ounger.At  s ig ht  of  them , 
Margare trai se d a  cryo f dist ressandal ar m , w ith tha t  h e l ples sin defi nab le  note  int hevoice w hich show s t h at p er so nality,  in the
truese nse, is no  l ong er the r e .

'Go a way!' David commanded.The chi ldr en di d no t stir, b utgrinne d.H e made  a thr eaten in g
m o v ement . Th enth e boy, asq u ick  as l ig htni ng, put  his tongue out
at Mar garet, and ca ugh t ho l d  o f h i ss ist er ,  an d they clatteredoff,
their  m o th er in then ext  r oom sco lding t hem o u t intothe stree t
again.
A nd t h i s t he end ofa creatu re all sa c rific e ,a lif e a ll aff ec tio n!

H e took her  shiv eringha nd inhis.
' Margaret , listen to me. You sha ll bebette r l ooked aft er. I w ill
see t o th at. No one  sh all  be u nki n d toyoua ny  mo r e. If  the y  won't
do it  he r e ,my--my--wif e s hal l tak e c a re ofyou! '

He lifted herh and and kissed  it, 
 unloved.

When_David first_stood before her she_drew back_with_a terrified
look,_still_clutching the cat_tightly. But, as_he smiled at her,
with_the tears in_his_eyes, speaking her name tenderly, her
frightened look relaxed, and she remained staring at him_with_the
shrinking furtive_expression_of_a quite young child.

He knelt_down beside her.

'Margaret, dear Margaret--don't_you know_me?'

She did not answer, but her wrinkled eyes,_still_blue and vaguely
sweet,_wavered under his, and it seemed to him that_every now and
then a shiver of_cold ran through_her_old_and frail body. He_went
on gently, trying to recall her_wandering senses. In vain. In the
middle_she interrupted him with a piteous lip.

'They_promised me a ribbon for't,' she_said, complainingly, in a
hoarse, bronchitic_voice, pointing_to the animal she held,_and to
its lean_neck adorned_with a collar_of plaited string, on which
apparently she_had just been_busy, to judge from the odds_and_ends
of string lying_about.

At_the_same moment_David became aware_of_a couple_of_children
craning their heads round the corner_of_the loom to look, a loutish
boy about_eleven, and a girl_rather_younger. At sight of_them,
Margaret raised a cry of_distress and alarm, with that helpless
indefinable_note in_the voice_which shows that personality, in the
true sense, is no longer there.

'Go_away!' David commanded.

The children did not_stir, but grinned. He_made a_threatening
movement._Then the boy,_as_quick as_lightning, put his tongue out
at Margaret, and_caught hold_of his sister, and they clattered_off,
their mother in the_next_room scolding them out into the_street
again.

And this the end of a_creature all sacrifice, a life_all_affection!

He_took her shivering hand in_his.

'Margaret, listen to me. You shall_be better looked_after. I will
see to that. No one_shall_be unkind to you any more._If_they won't
do it here, my--my--wife shall_take_care_of you!'

He lifted her hand_and kissed it,