"They must be poor."
"Poor! They are beggars."
The woman, who was not as hard as she looked, was struck with compassion.
"Give it back to them, Jack," she entreated. "It is little enough, and they will have need of it."
"So do I have need of it," growled her lord and master.
"No, you don't, Jack. It isn't worth your taking."
"I'm the best judge of that, woman."
"They will suffer. I can't bear to have that boy suffer. He reminds me so of our dead son."
"You're a fool!" said her husband roughly.
"And you have no heart!" said his wife bitterly.