Oh, why was I not born like Phyllis and Nell, with people to love me and a home to belong to?
It is easy for them to be good.

But I shall never be good.

I know, I know I never shall!" After half an hour had passed a knock came to the door, and Lucy demanded to be admitted.
"Go away, you cruel creature!" cried Hetty.

"I will not have you here." Lucy went away, and after some time Hetty heard Mrs.Enderby's voice at the door.
"I hope you will not refuse to let me in," she said.

"I request that you will open the door." Hetty rose from the floor very unwillingly and opened the door, and Mrs.
Enderby came in.
"Hetty, what is the meaning of this strange conduct ?" she said, looking at the marks of wild weeping on the child's swollen face.
"Everybody's conduct has been bad to me," wailed Hetty.
"What has been done to you ?" asked Mrs.Enderby.
"Everyone hates Scamp, and they have taken him away.