You must go back in the carriage with us.

Can't you have it come here ?" she asked Kenby.
"There's no road, Mrs.Adding.But if Rose would let me carry him--" "I can walk," the boy protested, trying to lift himself from her neck.
"No, no! you mustn't." She drew away and let him fall into the arms that Kenby put round him.

He raised the frail burden lightly to his shoulder, and moved strongly away, followed by the eyes of the spectators who had gathered about the little group, but who dispersed now, and went back to their devotions.
March hurried after Kenby with Mrs.Adding, whom he told he had just missed Rose and was looking about for him, when Kenby came with her message for them.

They made sure that he was nowhere about the church, and then started together down the terraces.

At the second or third station below they found the boy clinging to the barrier that protected the bass-relief from the zeal of the devotees.