"Now that would be a comfort," she said, gratefully.
"I'd feel ever so safe then.

On a warm night like this he can't hurt, can he ?" Huldah laughed.

"Dick doesn't know what 'tis to sleep in," she said.
"The most he ever had was a sack thrown down under the van, unless when Charlie was put in a stable, and they'd let Dick go in too, but Uncle Tom liked best to have him about, to guard the van." All the time she was talking she was laying in the fire quickly and deftly.

Mrs.Perry watched her interestedly.

She felt the comfort of having someone cheerful to speak to; and when she remembered that but for this little stray waif she would have been alone now, and her hen-house robbed, her heart was very full of gratitude.
"Miss Rosamund will blame me when she hears about it," she said, presently.