She picked it up and held it out to him.

For a while he looked at her eyes, and from them to the book, unable to believe.

Then, with a noise like a sob, he sprang and snatched it, and hid it with a hug in the breast of his coat.
"I got a message for you," repeated Tilda.

"There's someone wants to see you, very bad." "You go away!" said the boy sullenly.

"You don't know.