New Testament, and thou must go and meet him. Do, lass! do, lass—for Lotta's sake!"
"Bible folks are Bible folks, Sarah. I niver got religion, yet, and I can't frame mysen to act like them. I'm angry at Steve, and I hev reason—"
"To be sure thou hest reasons, plenty o' them. But come, Joyce, t' coffee is getting cold and t' bacon; take them up-stairs to Steve, take them kindly, do! All depends on thee, after all. I am going now to get his best suit home."
Into the rain and gloom she went, and when she returned, with the suit in her arms, Joyce and Steve were eating together as happy as two children who had just made up a quarrel. Steve was then ready to make any promise the two women wanted, and, after a happy hour with them, he was left to sleep in the darkened room. Then new shoes had to be bought for him, and Sarah went for them; for the rest, she was hard at work till late at night, patching, washing, and ironing. She had her reward, however, for next morning, when Steve called her, he was as clean and tidy as a good workman ought to be.
It was something of a trial for him to return to his old place, and Sarah expected he would
