1 So, sobbing and crying, they went about their way, half clad as they were, and prepared fire and water.
2 With a sob he laid his head on my shoulder and cried like a wearied child, whilst he shook with emotion.
3 The others were dazed at first, but as remembrance came back to them they cried and sobbed in a hysterical manner.
4 After a little bit his sobs ceased, and he raised himself with an apology, though he made no disguise of his emotion.
5 I took Arthur by the arm, and led him away to the drawing-room, where he sat down, and covered his face with his hands, sobbing in a way that nearly broke me down to see.
6 He raised his hands over his head in a sort of mute despair, and then beat his palms together in a helpless way; finally he sat down on a chair, and putting his hands before his face, began to sob, with loud, dry sobs that seemed to come from the very racking of his heart.
7 He raised his hands over his head in a sort of mute despair, and then beat his palms together in a helpless way; finally he sat down on a chair, and putting his hands before his face, began to sob, with loud, dry sobs that seemed to come from the very racking of his heart.