What does a fine young lady like this want to know of a poor old mammy like me?
I gave her to you, body and soul, five years ago, and may the good God grant that I did right! My little Hetty, that loved the big moon-daisies and the field-lilies like her life, is as dead as my other children who are in heaven.

It lies in your hands, ma'am, to make good or bad out of this one." "You are a curious woman, Mrs.Kane.I thought you would have been delighted to see what a little queen I have made of her." "Queens require kingdoms, ma'am, and I make free to wish that your little lady may sit safe on her throne.

And after that I can only hope that she has more heart for you than for me." "Come, come, Mrs.Kane! you must not expect memory from a baby.

Hetty will soon renew her acquaintance with you, and you and she will be excellent friends." But Mrs.Kane was not slow to read the expression of Hetty's large dark-fringed eyes, which, with all the frankness of childhood, betrayed their owner's thoughts; and she knew that Hetty would find no pleasure in learning to recall the inglorious circumstances of her infancy.
Hetty had still less recollection of the Enderby family than of Mrs.
Kane, but she felt very much more willing to be introduced to its members than to the cottage woman.

Looking upon herself as Mrs.
Rushton's only child, she considered the Wavertree children as her cousins and their father and mother as her uncle and aunt.