Queerly enough, with that came the thought of Howl and Henny, and she had time to be glad that she had amused them on the voyage, and made them happy.

Then came her mother's face, and Papa Jack's.

In a few moments, she told herself, they would be picking up her poor, broken, lifeless little body from the street.

How horribly they would feel.

And then--she screamed and shut her eyes.