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He fell back heavily on the stone, hiding his face in his hands, and muttering to himself. The children looked at each other oddly. Then David, half afraid, touched him. 'What's t' matter, 'Lias? Are yo bad? The old man did not move. They caught some disjointed words, 'cold ay, t' neet's cold, varra cold! ''Lias! shouted David. 'Lias looked up startled, and shook his head feebly.
"Have I, sir?" said Tom. "I I feel very strange." "You will soon get over it, you are only pumped!" "Ay," laughed another, and the voice was as sweet music to Tom, "I've seen thee worse nor this i' the Brunford Cup Tie match." "That thee, Nick?" he said, lapsing into the Brunford vernacular, which he had been trying to correct lately. "Ay, Tom, it's me; tha'st done a good neet's work to-neet."
And with noiseless footsteps he followed the other across the chamber. The window was open, and outside it was reared a ladder. "Yo mun go down a few steps," said Hal o' Nabs, "or else he'll nah hear yo." The abbot complied, and partly descended the ladder. "I see no one," he said. "T' neet's dark," replied Hal o' Nabs, who was close behind him. "Ebil canna be far off. Hist! ey hear him go on."
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