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‘
Ha
!
’
said
the
old
man
,
‘
to
be
sure
—
when
?
How
many
weeks
ago
?
Could
I
count
them
on
my
fingers
?
Let
them
rest
though
;
they
’
re
better
gone
.
’
‘
Much
better
,
dear
,
’
replied
the
child
.
‘
We
will
forget
them
;
or
,
if
we
ever
call
them
to
mind
,
it
shall
be
only
as
some
uneasy
dream
that
has
passed
away
.
’
‘
Hush
!
’
said
the
old
man
,
motioning
hastily
to
her
with
his
hand
and
looking
over
his
shoulder
;
‘
no
more
talk
of
the
dream
,
and
all
the
miseries
it
brought
.
There
are
no
dreams
here
.
‘
Tis
a
quiet
place
,
and
they
keep
away
.
Let
us
never
think
about
them
,
lest
they
should
pursue
us
again
.
Sunken
eyes
and
hollow
cheeks
—
wet
,
cold
,
and
famine
—
and
horrors
before
them
all
,
that
were
even
worse
—
we
must
forget
such
things
if
we
would
be
tranquil
here
.
’
‘
Thank
Heaven
!
’
inwardly
exclaimed
the
child
,
‘
for
this
most
happy
change
!
’
‘
I
will
be
patient
,
’
said
the
old
man
,
‘
humble
,
very
thankful
,
and
obedient
,
if
you
will
let
me
stay
.
But
do
not
hide
from
me
;
do
not
steal
away
alone
;
let
me
keep
beside
you
.
Indeed
,
I
will
be
very
true
and
faithful
,
Nell
.
’
‘
I
steal
away
alone
!
why
that
,
’
replied
the
child
,
with
assumed
gaiety
,
‘
would
be
a
pleasant
jest
indeed
.
See
here
,
dear
grandfather
,
we
’
ll
make
this
place
our
garden
—
why
not
!
It
is
a
very
good
one
—
and
to
-
morrow
we
’
ll
begin
,
and
work
together
,
side
by
side
.
’
‘
It
is
a
brave
thought
!
’
cried
her
grandfather
.
‘
Mind
,
darling
—
we
begin
to
-
morrow
!
’
Who
so
delighted
as
the
old
man
,
when
they
next
day
began
their
labour
!
Who
so
unconscious
of
all
associations
connected
with
the
spot
,
as
he
!
They
plucked
the
long
grass
and
nettles
from
the
tombs
,
thinned
the
poor
shrubs
and
roots
,
made
the
turf
smooth
,
and
cleared
it
of
the
leaves
and
weeds
They
were
yet
in
the
ardour
of
their
work
,
when
the
child
,
raising
her
head
from
the
ground
over
which
she
bent
,
observed
that
the
bachelor
was
sitting
on
the
stile
close
by
,
watching
them
in
silence
.
