But Charles hid his face on Giles's bosom, and cried the more; at last he said:
'Giles, I am so ashamed of having behaved so cruelly to you, that I can never go to your home, and eat the food that you are obliged to labour so hard for.'
'Master Charles,' said Giles, 'that is because you are so proud.'
'Oh no, no!' sobbed Charles, 'I am not proud now, and I think I shall never be proud again.' So he kissed Giles, and they both went home to Dame Bloomfield's cottage together.
When Giles's mother saw Charles, she said: 'Why did did you bring this proud, cross young gentleman here, Giles?'
Charles, when he heard her say so, thought he should be turned out again into the cold, and began to cry afresh; but Giles said:
'Dear mother, Master Charles has no home to go to now; he is cold and hungry; I am sure you will let him stay here, and share my bed and my supper.'
'He can stay here if he likes,' said Dame Bloomfield; 'but you know, Giles, we are forced to work hard for what food we have, and I am sure we cannot afford to maintain Master Charles.'
'Then,' said Giles, 'he shall have my supper to-night; he wants it more than I do, for he has had no food all day.'
'You may please yourself about that, Giles; but remember, if you give your food to Master Charles, you must go without yourself.'