"Go to bed now Dora.

To-morrow we will move away, and find another house, or leave the place altogether." The child obeyed quickly, and went up to her little bedroom, but it was long, very long, before she could sleep.

She still saw the illuminated garden, the sparkling apple tree, and the father and mother with their happy children gathered about them.

She thought of the time when she too could tell her father everything, and the thought doubled her sense of her own loneliness, and of the happiness of those other children.
And the child had become so much interested in the life beyond the hedge, and so almost fond of that good father and mother, whom she had been watching, that the thought of going away again as her aunt threatened, was a very sad one.

She could not go to sleep.