Nowitisonethingtobecarriedupahillintemperate，unconsciousbloodandpracticalbusinessfashionbyatall，powerfulmanwithsteadfast，gloweringeyes，butquiteanotherthingtobecarrieddownagainbythesameman，whohasbeencrying，andwhenyouareconsciousthatyouaregoingtocrytoo，andyourtearsmaybeapttomingle。SoMissAmyForestersaid：
\"Oh，wait，please！Sitdownamoment。Oh，Mr。Tenbrook，Iamsovery，verysorry，\"and，clappingherhandtohereyes，burstintotears。
\"Oh，please，pleasedon’t，MissForester，\"saidJack，sittingdownontheendofthebunkwithfrightenedeyes，\"pleasedon’tdothat！
Itain’tworthit。I’monlyabrutetohavesaidanything。\"
\"No，no！YouareSOnoble，SOforgiving！\"sobbedMissForester，\"andIhavemadeyougoandkilltheonlythingyoucaredfor，thatwasallyourown。\"