`` But he was very light to carry , '' she resumed , intent upon her work , `` and his father loved him so , that it was no trouble : no trouble . And there is your father at the door ! '' She hurried out to meet him ; and little Bob in his comforter -- he had need of it , poor fellow -- came in . His tea was ready for him on the hob , and they all tried who should help him to it most . Then the two young Cratchits got upon his knees , and laid , each child , a little cheek against his face , as if they said , `` Do n't mind it , father . Do n't be grieved ! '' Bob was very cheerful with them , and spoke pleasantly to all the family . He looked at the work upon the table , and praised the industry and speed of Mrs. Cratchit and the girls . They would be done long before Sunday , he said . `` Sunday ! You went to-day , then , Robert ? '' said his wife . `` Yes , my dear , '' returned Bob . `` I wish you could have gone . It would have done you good to see how green a place it is . But you 'll see it often . I promised him that I would walk there on a Sunday . My little , little child ! '' cried Bob . `` My little child ! ''
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