"This is chicken," he said, "but we'll have partridge to-morrow.--Lift her up, and put a shawl over her. On my word, I understand nursing.--Now, here is the very same little silver fork you used when you first came to the rectory. That strikes me as being what you may call a happy thought--a delicate attention. Take it, Cary, and munch away cleverly."

"This is chicken," he said, "but we'll have partridge tomorrow. - Lift her up, and put a shawl over her. Now, here is the very same little silver fork you used when you first came to the rectory. That strikes me as being what you may call a happy thought - a delicate attention. Take it, Cary, and munch away."
