. Tom Browns scuola-giorni . Altro; non si può pensare quanto mi sento bene; io ti startwith to-morrow per Devonshire. Ma, madre, heres myfriend – Heres Tom Brown – lo conoscete? Sì, infatti, Ive lo conosceva per anni, disse, e aiutò la sua mano a Tom, che ora stava in piedi dietro il sofa.This era Arthurs madre. Alto e leggero e giusto, con massesof capelli dorati tirati indietro dalla fronte ampia e bianca, e l'occhio calmo e blu incontrando il suo così profondo e aperto - l'occhio che lo sapeva così bene, perché era i suoi amici di nuovo - e la bocca tenera e helovely che tremava mentre guardava. Lei stoodthere

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. Tom Browns school-days . other; you cant think how well I feel; I shall startwith you to-morrow for Devonshire. But, mother, heres myfriend—heres Tom Brown—you know him ? Yes, indeed, Ive known him for years, she said, and heldout her hand to Tom, who was now standing up behind the sofa.This was Arthurs mother. Tall and slight and fair, with massesof golden hair drawn back from the broad, white forehead, andthe calm, blue eye meeting his so deep and open—the eye thathe knew so well, for it was his friends over again — and thelovely, tender mouth that trembled while he looked. She stoodthere a woman of thirty-eight, old enough to be his mother, andone whose face showed the lines which must be written on thefaces of good mens wives and widows—but he thought he hadnever seen anything so beautiful. He couldnt help wonderingif Arthurs sisters were like her. Tom held her hand and looked on straight in her face; hecould neither let it go nor speak. Now, Tom, said Arthur, laughing, where are your man- [314]. SHE HELD OUT HER HAND TO TOM SCHOOL DAYS ners ? Youll stare my mother out of countenance. Tomdropped the little hand with a sigh. There, sit down, both ofyou. Here, dearest mother, theres room here. And he madea place on the sofa for her. Tom, you neednt go; Im sureyou wont be called up at first lesson. Tom felt that he wouldrisk being floored at every lesson for the rest of his natural school-life sooner than go; so sat down. And now, said Arthur, Ihave realized one of the dearest wishes of my life—to see youtwo together. And then he led away the talk to their home in Devonshire, and the red, bright earth, and the deep-green combes, and thepeat streams like cairngorm pebbles, and the wild moor with itshigh, cloudy tors for a giant background to the picture—tillTom got jealous, and stood up for the clear chalk streams andthe emerald water-meadows and great elms and willows of thedear old Royal county, as he gloried to call it. And the mothersat on quiet a

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