"Will you show me the way to him?"
"Oh yes, ma'am; I often hear him speak of ye, ma'am; he'll be main glad to see ye, ma'am."
"What is your name, my little man?"
"Willy Bush, ma'am."
"Are you Elijah's grandson?"
"No, ma'am, he's my gran-uncle."
"Well, I will just go up to the Priory, and return to you immediately; and then you shall show me the way to him."
Called away from the contemplation of her own trials, Kate, feeling her usual elasticity return, ran lightly up the steep path, and called nurse, to arm herself with broth and flannel for the invalid.
"Is it Piper's lane? Now, Miss Kate, I cannot let you go to sich a place. Set up the old Methody, to have Miss Vernon nurse and tending iv him—I can take the tay and the broth, and them flannels just as well."
"But, nurse, he would like to see me."