"Your easy chair is never to move from where it now stands; we have quite fixed that," whispered Bella.
"These are the children of my old age," said the widow, laying her shaking hands on the head of Mark Wilson and Bella Hartley. "As to Alice there, she has always been my one pet lamb. Mat is a good lad, and I have faith to believe he will be a staff to my failing strength. And as to thee, Miles, my eldest born, what shall I say but that, 'It was meet we should make merry, and be glad; for this my son was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.'"