She did not wish to strain her optimism.

Kate, having so much else upon her mind, never thought of this good man.
When Dickory came back, he first looked to see if Kate still wore his shoes and stockings, and then he began to ask what there was that he might now do.

He would go again to the town if he might be of use.

But Kate had no errand for him there.

Dickory had told her how he had been with Mr.Newcombe at her home, and therefore there was no need of her sending him another message.
"I don't know where to go or where to send," she said simply; "I am lost, and that is all of it." "Oh, no," cried Dame Charter, "not that! You are with good friends, and here you can stay just as long as you like." "Indeed she can!" said Dickory, as if he were making a response in church.
His mother looked at him and said nothing.