said Tom , and leant his head against the post . `` And how got ye up there ? '' `` I came over from the Place ; '' and Tom was so tired and desperate he had no heart or time to think of a story , so he told all the truth in a few words . `` Bless thy little heart ! And thou hast not been stealing , then ? '' `` No . '' `` Bless thy little heart ! and I 'll warrant not . Why , God 's guided the bairn , because he was innocent ! Away from the Place , and over Harthover Fell , and down Lewthwaite Crag ! Who ever heard the like , if God had n't led him ? Why dost not eat thy bread ? '' `` I ca n't . '' `` It 's good enough , for I made it myself . '' `` I ca n't , '' said Tom , and he laid his head on his knees , and then asked - `` Is it Sunday ? '' `` No , then ; why should it be ? '' `` Because I hear the church-bells ringing so . '' `` Bless thy pretty heart ! The bairn 's sick . Come wi ' me , and I 'll hap thee up somewhere .
If thou wert a bit cleaner I 'd put thee in my own bed , XXXXX the Lord 's sake .
Because against church-bells for from if on over stealing up