By and by Dame Hartley peeped softly in, and seeing the child lying "all in a heap," as she said to herself, with her pretty hair all tumbled about, brought a shawl and covered her carefully up, and went quietly away.
"Pretty lamb!" said the good woman.

"She'll sleep all the afternoon now, like enough, and wake up feeling a good bit better,--though I fear it will be a long time before your girlie feels at home with Nurse Lucy, Miss Mildred, dear!" Sure enough, Hilda did sleep all the afternoon; and the soft summer twilight was closing round the farm-house when she woke with a start from a dream of home.
"Mamma!" she called quickly, raising herself from the bed.

For one moment she stared in amazement at the strange room, with its unfamiliar furnishing; but recollection came only too quickly.

She started up as a knock was heard at the door, and Dame Hartley's voice said: "Hilda, dear, supper is ready, and I am sure you must be very hungry.
Will you come down with me ?" "Oh! thank you, presently," said Hildegarde, hastily.

"I am not--I haven't changed my dress yet.