“Children,” says Tandy at last, “it is getting late, and—just kneel down. I think we’ll say a bit of a prayer to-night.”
Book One—Chapter Seven.
On Silent Highways.
It was early next morning when Ransey Tansey ran off through the fields for a double allowance of milk.
“Double allowance to-day, Mrs Farrow,” he shouted. “Oh, yes, father’s come; and we’re goin’ on to-day. Isn’t it just too awfully jolly for anything?”
“Well, I’m sorry to lose you and Babs.”
“Back in a month, Mrs Farrow. It’ll soon pass, ye know. But I—I am a kind o’ sorry to leave you too, for ye’ve been so good to Babs and Bob and me.”
There was a tear in Ransey’s eye as he took the milk-can and prepared to depart.