"Margaret!" said he, as he fumbled with his gloves, "I am going down to Helstone to-morrow, to look at the old place. Would you like to come with me? Or would it give you too much pain? Speak out, don't be afraid."
"Oh, Mr. Bell," said she--and could say no more. But she took his old gouty hand, and kissed it.

'Margaret!' said Mr. Bell, as he fumbled with his gloves. 'I am going down to Helstone tomorrow, to look at the old place. Would you like to come with me? Or would it give you too much pain?'
'Oh, Mr. Bell,' said she - and could say no more. But she took his old gouty hand, and kissed it.
