Sinceyoutoldmethat，Ihavenotlookedforheratall。’
’Iwaswrong，father，’Bobrepliedgravely，throwingdownhisbundleandstick。’Matilda，Ifind，hasnotgoneawayinscornofus；shehasgoneawayforotherreasons。Ifollowedhersomeway；butI
havecomebackagain。Shemaygo。’
’Whyisshegone？’saidtheastonishedmiller。
Bobhadintended，forMatilda’ssake，togivenoreasontoalivingsoulforherdeparture。Buthecouldnottreathisfatherthusreservedly；andhetold。