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take care of, you see; and that made
a great difference, because he had
only his small share of the weight of
the umbrella to carry, and nota great
weight of anxiety on his little mind
as well, like his sister.

Poor May! She was rather young
to have to bear so much of that sort
of thing. However, she was very
brave, I must say, and went toiling
on all that long way, although it
blew and blew, and rained and
rained, and hardly anybody passed
them on the road; and it was very
lonely and dreary, and seemed, oh,
such a long distance !