Silas K. Hocking

Silas K. Hocking

Summary

Portrait of Silas K. Hocking Silas K. Hocking Her Benny — Chapter 3

There were scarcely twenty potatoes altogether, but to Benny they seemed almost an inexhaustible supply.
This being done, he sat down beside his sleeping sister and waited until he should hear any movement in the room above. Gradually the cold grey light of the morning stole into the room, revealing all its squalor and dinginess, and Benny felt that he and Nelly would have to make their escape soon, or else they might be prevented. He felt very loth to awake his sister, she slept so sweetly, and he did not know where they might find a shelter when darkness covered the earth again.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Silas K. Hocking Silas K. Hocking Her Benny — Chapter 3

Joe shook his head dubiously as if not certain of the soundness of Benny's logic, but made no further reply. He, however, gave his aid to the children in cooking their potatoes, which were soon done to a nicety, and even gave them a piece of bread, the remains of his own morning's repast. Thus fortified, the children were soon ready for the duties of the day.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Silas K. Hocking Silas K. Hocking Her Benny — Chapter 3

I hopes she'll grow up good, or—or die—ay, or die!"
It was after eight o'clock when they left Joe's warm hut, for Nelly had pleaded so hard to stay that he could not deny her request. She seemed to be twining herself around the old man's heart in a wonderful manner, and but for his fury of a wife he would have taken her to his own home when it became known to him that the children were homeless.
It did not take them long to reach the boat; and having satisfied themselves that they were not noticed, they crept underneath in a "jiffey," as Benny would have expressed it.
Source: Wikisource

Get perspective with Kwize: daily news enlightened by great literature