promise her that he would not "do away." He did not think until he began to pack his things that the parting would cost him so much, nor did he know till then how closely the little prattling Winnie had twined herself around his heart.
"Benny does not 'ove his 'ittle Winnie, to do away," the child repeated over and over again, with choking voice and brimming eyes.
"Benny's pet," he would say, taking her up in his arms and kissing away her tears; "he loves you more than he can tell."
"Then Benny 'll stay with Winnie, won't he?"
"Do you want Benny to stay very badly, eh, pet?"
"Oh, yes, Winnie 'oves 'oo werry much; don't do away, Benny."
"I'll come back again at Christmas, Winnie, and then we'll have rare fun, and I'll bring you a new doll and heaps of oranges."
But the child would not be comforted.
At length the last morning of his stay arrived. It was a silent party that sat down to breakfast, for the hearts of all were too full for speech. Then the trap was brought round, and they all drove over to the station together. The train was in time this morning, for which Benny felt thankful. There was only time for a hurried good bye, an extra kiss for Winnie, and the train started for the busy town where Benny was to commence afresh the race of life.
