"The squire dines at five.

If you will bring her up at six, I will take her in to him." And so it was arranged, and in his walk with Aggie, afterwards, the sergeant told her the history of her parents, and that Squire Linthorne was her other grandfather, and that she was to go up and see him that evening.
Aggie had uttered her protest against fate.

She did not wish to leave her grampa who had been so good to her, and Mrs.Walsham, and James.
The description of the big house and its grandeurs, and the pleasures of a pony for herself, offered no enticement to her; and, weeping, she flung her arms round her grandfather's neck and implored him not to give her up.
"I must, my dear.

It is my duty.

I wish to God that it were not.