Thou hast said, 'Inasmuch as ye did it to one of the least of these, ye did it unto me.' Tony's one of thy little ones.

Dear Lord, do thee give him a crossing, if it be thy blessed will.

Do thee now, Lord." Tony could hear no more, and he stole back to bed, his mind full of new and vague hopes.

He dreamed of the fourpenny piece, and the gentleman who had given it, and of Dolly, who bought a wondrous broom with it, in his dream, which swept a beautiful crossing of itself.

But old Oliver sat still a long time, talking half aloud; for his usual drowsiness did not come to him.