15/29 Now you are not to bully May junior for telling me. He did not, I found him out." Leaving Anderson to himself he looked for Tom, but not seeing him, he entered the cloister, for it was the hour when he was used to read there, but he could not fix his mind. He went to the bench where he had lain on the examination day, and kneeling on it, looked out on the green grass where the graves were. "Mother! mother!" he murmured, "have I been harsh to your poor little tender sickly boy? Oh! if you were but here! We are all going wrong! What shall I do? |