ABSTRACT
Yes, there he is! my dearest husband. – There comes our father, our dear father! cried 1[out the wife and children of the curate, who had expected him above an hour, and growing a little uneasy, came towards the wood] to meet him. His wife kissed his cheek, and two of the children caught his hand, while the little one, who could not speak plain, embraced his knees.
