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"
I
do
it
for
Mother
sometimes
,
"
said
Bobbie
--
"
not
milk
,
of
course
,
but
scent
,
or
vinegar
and
water
.
I
say
,
I
must
put
the
candle
out
now
,
because
there
may
n't
be
enough
of
the
other
one
to
get
you
out
by
.
"
"
By
George
,
"
said
he
,
"
you
think
of
everything
.
"
Bobbie
blew
.
Out
went
the
candle
.
You
have
no
idea
how
black-velvety
the
darkness
was
.
"
I
say
,
Bobbie
,
"
said
a
voice
through
the
blackness
,
"
are
n't
you
afraid
of
the
dark
?
"
"
Not
--
not
very
,
that
is
--
"
"
Let
's
hold
hands
,
"
said
the
boy
,
and
it
was
really
rather
good
of
him
,
because
he
was
like
most
boys
of
his
age
and
hated
all
material
tokens
of
affection
,
such
as
kissing
and
holding
of
hands
.
He
called
all
such
things
"
pawings
,
"
and
detested
them
.
The
darkness
was
more
bearable
to
Bobbie
now
that
her
hand
was
held
in
the
large
rough
hand
of
the
red-jerseyed
sufferer
;
and
he
,
holding
her
little
smooth
hot
paw
,
was
surprised
to
find
that
he
did
not
mind
it
so
much
as
he
expected
.
She
tried
to
talk
,
to
amuse
him
,
and
"
take
his
mind
off
"
his
sufferings
,
but
it
is
very
difficult
to
go
on
talking
in
the
dark
,
and
presently
they
found
themselves
in
a
silence
,
only
broken
now
and
then
by
a
--
"
You
all
right
,
Bobbie
?
"
or
an
--
"
I
'm
afraid
it
's
hurting
you
most
awfully
,
Jim
.
I
AM
so
sorry
.
"
