"Dinna be sair vext wi' me, sir: I canna help bein glaid that I had him,
and to tyne him has gien me an unco sair hert!"
She stopped, terrified: how much had he heard? she could not tell what she
might not have said! But the farmer had resumed his breakfast, and went on
eating as if she had not spoken. He had heard nearly all she said, and now
sat brooding on her words.
Isy was silent, saying in her heart--"If only he loved me, I should be
content, and desire no more! I would never even want him to say it! I would
be so good to him, and so silent, that he could not help loving me a
little!"
I wonder whether she would have been as hopeful had she known how his
mother had loved him, and how vainly she had looked for any love in return!
And when Isy vowed in her heart never to let James know that she had borne
him a son, she did not perceive that thus she would withhold the most
potent of influences for his repentance and restoration to God and his
parents. She did not see James again that night; and before she fell
asleep at last in the small hours of the morning, she had made up her mind
that, ere the same morning grew clear upon the moor, she would, as the only
thing left her to do for him, be far away from Stonecross.
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