She was never quite still save when Mrs.Ormonde sat by her, but at those times she generally kept her face averted, closing her eyes if either of her nurses seemed to watch her.

She asked no questions.

Mrs.Gandle came up occasionally, and to her Thyrza spoke very gently and gratefully.

She asked to see 'Lizabeth, and that damsel made an elaborate toilette for the ceremony of introduction to the transformed sickroom.
'I don't believe as she's a workin' girl at all,' 'Lizabeth remarked mysteriously to her mother, afterwards.

'She's Mrs.Ormind's daughter, as has runned away from her 'ome, an' that's the truth of it.' 'Don't be silly, 'Lizabeth! Why, there ain't no more likeness than in that there cabbage!' 'I don't care.