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"Thank ye," answered the boy, lifting his shy flushed face from
the kid’s neck.

Then, when he had gone to bed, the older folk gathered round the
fire. The shadows were creeping up from the lough when at last Agnes
stood up. "I hope the Good Man looks down on the wean and sends him
many another birthday," she said. ”Aye, indeed," said the others.
Sarah took the shilling from the boy’s breeches pocket and put it into
tho cowhorn moneybox on the mantelshelf.