As for her own people coming for her, I am not sure that I shall give her up if they do.

Not unless I have grown tired of her in the meantime." "Tired of her!" echoed Mrs.Kane, looking at her visitor in great surprise; "surely, madam, you do not think you will get tired of our little Hetty!" "I hope not, my good woman; but even if I do you cannot complain, as in that case I shall give her back to you; that is, if it happens before her friends come to fetch her.

Unless you are pretending to grieve now, you cannot be sorry at the prospect of having her again." "That's true," said the poor woman in a puzzled tone, and she still looked wistfully at the handsome visitor sitting before her.

She did not know how to express herself, and she was afraid of offending the lady who was going to be Hetty's mother; yet she felt eager to make some remonstrance against the injustice of the proceeding which Mrs.Rushton spoke of as within the bounds of possibility.

She believed in her heart that a great wrong would be done if the child, having been educated and accustomed to luxury for years, were to be carelessly thrown back into a life of lowly poverty.