human
I thought I should ha' died when she were took,
gpt
Poor little boy! said Eva, soothingly;
human
What words, miss?
gpt
Why, what you told me just now, Benny,--how the Lord would provide.
human
Oh, ay, said Benny, reflectively,
gpt
Were you? Then perhaps the Lord sent me to help you.
human
Oh, no doubt on that score, said Benny, stoutly;
gpt
I's sartin about that matter.
human
Do you go to Sunday-school, Benny?
gpt
Nor to church or chapel?
human
Not since that night me an' Nelly went, that I told you 'bout.
gpt
How is that?
human
Well, we did try to get into another place o' the sort, smarter like, but the gent at the door shoved us out, an' said there wur no room for such brats as us, an' told us to be off 'bout our bizness.
gpt
Poor boy!
human
I would go to that chapel again, that you and Nelly attended, if I were you, on a Sunday. It would not be closed then, and I'm sure that kind gentleman would be glad to have you in the Sunday-school.
gpt
Oh, then, I'll go,