Sam took the bread and wolved it down.

Lucy stopped drinking and Ruth put her down on the floor and put the bottle down. "Thanks." She would like a glass of ale or something stronger before the pain and her children drove her mad. But she didn't want to give Elijah a reason to kick her out. "Some tea please," she said instead. She picked up the wet cloth and put it against her face. "Yer good with bairns." Which was helpful to know.