“I want you to see that I do not forget your advice. I am going to be a real comfort to mamma.”
“And so am I!” cried Eddy, with glee.
“My healthy arm shall be her stay,
And I will wipe her tears away!”
He stopped short, and stared in wonder at his brother. “Are you going to cry, Georgie?” he exclaimed.
“What is the matter, George, dear George?” cried Lily, looking alarmed.
“Sit down beside me, dear Lily and Eddy,” said George, when he had recovered his voice. “I want to speak with you quietly and seriously—I want to speak to you about our dear parents.”
“But is anything the matter?” repeated Lily.
“I am going to leave you—I am going to Bristol—I—”
He was interrupted by a passionate exclamation from Lily, and something like a howl from Eddy.