Get his cloos off, an we'll put him on my bed then.' And between them they dragged him up, and Margaret began to strip off his jacket.

As they held him--David surrendering himself passively--the curtain of the bed was drawn back, and 'Lias, raising himself on an elbow, looked out into the room.

As he caught sight of the group of the boy and the two women, arrested in their task by the movement of the curtain, the old man's face expressed, first a weak and agitated bewilderment, and then in an instant it cleared.
His dream wove the sight into itself, and 'Lias knew all about it.
His thin long features, with the white hair hanging about them, took an indulgent amused look.
'_Bony_--eh, Bony, is that _yo_, man?
Eh, but yo're cold an pinched, loike! A gude glass o' English grog ud not come amiss to yo.

An your coat, an your boots--what is 't drippin?
_Snaw?
_ Yo make a man's backbane freeze t' see yo.

An there's hot wark behind yo, too.