Carry's eye instantly caught sight of the trunk.
"Are you dowin' away adain, Mamma ?" she said with a quick nervous look, and a clutch at the woman's dress.
"No-o," said Mrs.Tretherick, looking out of the window.
"Only playing your dowin' away," suggested Carry with a laugh.

"Let me play too." Mrs.Tretherick assented.

Carry flew into the next room, and presently reappeared dragging a small trunk, into which she gravely proceeded to pack her clothes.

Mrs.Tretherick noticed that they were not many.

A question or two regarding them brought out some further replies from the child; and before many minutes had elapsed, Mrs.Tretherick was in possession of all her earlier history.