Then he turned and caught both of Mrs.Bixbee's hands and looked at her, speechless.

When he found words he said: "I don't know what to say, nor how to thank you properly.

I don't believe you know how kind this is." "Don't say nothin' about it," she protested, but with a look of great satisfaction.

"I done it jest t' relieve my mind, because ever sence you fust come, I ben worryin' over your bein' at that nasty tavern," and she made a motion to go.
"You and your brother," said John earnestly, still holding her hands, "have made me a gladder and happier man this Christmas day than I have been for a very long time." "I'm glad on't," she said heartily, "an' I hope you'll be comf'table an' contented here.

I must go now an' help Sairy dish up.