havercakes

Updated: May 4, 2025

The hours he spent this winter by her kitchen fire, chatting with 'Lias, or eating havercakes, or helping Margaret with some household work, supplied him for the first time with something of what his youth was, in truth, thirsting for the common kindliness of natural affection. But certainly, to most observers, he seemed to deteriorate. Mr. Ancrum could make nothing of him.

Mrs. Humphry Ward - The History of David Grieve