Won't you go to him, Eric, and say all you feel ?" "Heigh ho! I shall never get right again.

Oh, to recover the last two years!" "You can redeem them, Eric, by a nobler present.

Let the same words comfort you that have often brought hope to me--'I will restore the years which the locust hath eaten.'" They reached the school-door, and Eric went straight to the library.

Mr.
Rose was there alone.

He received him kindly, as usual, and Eric went up to the fire-place where he was standing.