The young boy managed a smile, and Josephine grinned back. " 'Tis not a problem mum and sir... I owes you for the bread anyways..." "You owe nothing, sweetheart. We have more bread of our own, what I gave you was a measly piece." "But it helped, mum. Truly it did." Josephine smiled and straightened up. "Well then, for that I am glad."