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"Look at her poor little white face," said the woman, with her apron to her eyes; "I'm afraid she'll be ill soon, and then what can we do?" "Time enough to talk about that when she is ill," said Coomber, gruffly, as he took up his gun and went out.
The tears came into the sweet blue eyes for a minute as she said, "See dorn up dere, to tay in Dod's house, and Tiny do too if see a dood dal." Mrs. Coomber laid down the jacket she was patching, and kissed the serious little face. "Is your mother dead, my deary?" she asked, while the tears shone in her own eyes.
"You'll find the tub in the backyard, and the kettle's near on the boil. Look sharp and get the tub, and then go upstairs and get a blanket off the bed." Coomber soon brought the tub, and a pitcher of cold water that stood near, but it was not so easy for him to grope his way upstairs.
That's just how it was, deary," said the fisherman, as he looked tenderly at the little pallid face. "But, daddy, I love you, and I wanted you all the days," said Tiny, nestling closer to him as she spoke. "Bless you, deary, I believe you're one of God's own bairns, as well as a sailor's lass," said Coomber.
"We'll try again," they said, in quiet but determined voices. "Let the youngsters go," said Coomber, as two or three married men pressed forward; "them as has got wives ain't no call to go on such a trip as this. There'll be enough of us; there's me and Bob, and Rook and White came with us a purpose, and " "But how about your wife, Coomber?" interrupted one of the men.
I'd rather have a book than almond rock," she added. "Why, what do you want with a book, a little 'un like you?" said Coomber, impatiently. "We both wants it, Dick and me; we wants to find out whether God loves boys as well as gals." The fisherman looked at her serious little face for a minute, and then burst into a laugh again. "Well, you are a rum 'un as ever I came across.
"Don't be afraid, deary don't let him see you're frightened," whispered Mrs. Coomber; "slip your clothes on as quick as you can, and come and sing 'Star of Peace' to him; then he'll drop off to sleep, and you can come to bed again." "I will I will try," said the child, trying to force back her tears and speak bravely.
West turned towards the road, leaving Coomber still half-dazed with astonishment. "Bob, Bob," he called at last, "I've got to go to the village. A strange thing has happened here to-day, and I want to get my wits a bit together before I tell your mother. But you needn't do much to the boat till I come back, for it may be we shall have a new one after all."
"Well, dame, I've had a little gal o' my own, but ain't likely to have another unless I takes this one," said Coomber, with a little more courage, "and so I ain't a-going to lose this chance; for I do want a little gal." "Oh, that's all very well; but you ain't no call to take this child that's no ways your own. She can go to the workus, you know. Peters'll take her by-and-by.
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