90 The Story of the Hamiltons.

down-, and the carriage came to the door.
Nothing remained but the good-byes. The
nursery was visited first, it was tearful work
to leave smiling, loving Herbert; he, dear
boy, knew nothing of their trouble, but kissed
and laughed at them as usual, and seemed
more amused than otherwise at their long
faces. Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton stood at the
front door to see their darlings off, and care-
fully wrapped them in the shawls and cloaks;
the children could not speak, but they bore
the parting pretty well on the whole; their
papa's fervent God bless you, my children,"
as he kissed them fondly, was as much as
they could stand, but Mrs. Hamilton's cheer-
ful voice called after them, "I shall send
Herbert down on Saturday, if it's fine." So
with this hope to cheer them, they went off;
and seeing their brother's fair face pressed
closely against the window-pane eagerly en-
deavouring to catch another glimpse of them,
was their last look on home.
 Arnold would shake hands with his charges
when he deposited them at Miss Campbell's,
and "wished them well and safe through all
their troubles, and hoped to call and see how
they was afore long."
 The morning school was the same as usual,