"Know aught of her!" he cried. "Why——"
"Husband, husband!" interrupted the woman.
The man ceased speaking for a moment. "Thank you, wife," he said, after a pause; "the road is full of pitfalls, and a promise should be faithfully kept."
"But I desire to be your friend," I cried eagerly. "Here, take this money, and if further help fails you, will you let me know, and I will give you more."
"Young master, I believe the Lord hath touched your heart," he cried, "and surely He hath brought you to us. May God bless you, and make you a blessing! But I am not a beggar, neither have I asked you for aught."
"But be pleased to take this," I cried. "You will give me joy by taking it. I have plenty, and I desire to help you."
I saw that pride and desire struggled in the man's heart, and I verily believe the former would have conquered had not one of the children cried bitterly:
"Father, I am so cold, and so hungry," she said; "let us go to the cottage, and light the fire."
"Thank you, young master," he said as he took the money; "perchance I shall be able to repay you some day."
"You have repaid me already," I replied. "You have made me happy by enabling me to give your children food and fire to-night. Will you tell me where your cottage is, and then, perchance, I can come and see you again."