Fain would I come back and keep house for him, but he will none of it.

He says that his house is no place for me, and he will never let me visit him even of a week day.

But upon most Sundays he either comes forth to fetch me, or my aunt brings me hither to him.
Last Sunday the rain poured down so lustily that we were e'en forced to bide at home; but whenever it is possible we spend the day together, and I love to come into the town and walk abroad with him there, and see such sights as may be seen upon the Sabbath day." "And is your aunt with you today ?" asked Tom.
"She brought me hither after we had attended service at St.Paul's, which I love to do.

But now she has gone to visit some gossip of her own.

Father and I will have the afternoon together and alone, and this we love best of all.