Touched to the quick, he took her hand and said, or
meant to say, some words of consolation. She felt and understood them,
whether they were spoken or no. He was not quite certain, afterwards,
but that she had tried to kneel down at his feet, and bless him.
He found that he was not alone in the room when she had left it. Mrs
Todgers was there, shaking her head. Tom had never seen Mrs Todgers, it
is needless to say, but he had a perception of her being the lady of the
house; and he saw some genuine compassion in her eyes, that won his good
opinion.
'Ah, sir! You are an old friend, I see,' said Mrs Todgers.
'Yes,' said Tom.
'And yet,' quoth Mrs Todgers, shutting the door softly, 'she hasn't told
you what her troubles are, I'm certain.'
Tom was struck by these words, for they were quite true. 'Indeed,' he
said, 'she has not.'
'And never would,' said Mrs Todgers, 'if you saw her daily. She never
makes the least complaint to me, or utters a single word of explanation
or reproach. But I know,' said Mrs Todgers, drawing in her breath, 'I
know!'
Tom nodded sorrowfully, 'So do I.
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