But I did not sleep again, although I lay till all the rest had gone to the parlour.

I found them seated round a blazing fire waiting for my father.

He came in soon after, and we had our breakfast, and Davie gave his crumbs as usual to the robins and sparrows which came hopping on the window-sill.

I fancied my father's eyes were often turned in my direction, but I could not lift mine to make sure.

I had never before known what misery was.
Only Tom and I went to church that day: it was so cold.