As
if one could eat with a knot in one's throat."
"Mind you do, Jenny--it was what did for me. The Rector ordered me
never to go about unfed; but one could not always--and there was
something I have to tell you that drove all the rest out--"
"Dear Herbs! Papa can't talk of what you have done without tears.
He longed to come, but we could not leave mamma without one of us,
and he thought I could do the most for you. I have a note for you."
"Forgiving me?"
"I should _think_ so. It is in my bag--"
"No, not this moment; I like to know it. And mammy--poor mammy--"
"She is as comforted as she can be that you have Cranky and me; and
then papa's being proud of you has cheered her--oh! so much."
"I'm glad they can comfort themselves--"
"But, Herbert, dear, you must be much better; I did not expect to
see you so well."
"I am not so bad between whiles," said Herbert, wearily. "And,
while I can, I've got something to tell you that will make it up to
you, and a great deal more."
"Make it up?" said Jenny, looking with bewildered eyes at the dear
face.
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