Now, when my godmother wanted sleep and darkness but was loth to leave me alone seemed to me an excellent moment.
"I shall go and see Bridget Kelly," I said, "while you rest.

And when I come back you will be better." "Not alone, Bawn ?" "You seem to forget I am twenty." "But--a country mouse--and other things.

I went about freely when I was your age, though the time was far more strict.

But I could not let you walk about the city alone, child.

Your grandmother would have a fit if she heard of such a thing." At last I prevailed on her to let me go, on the understanding that I should take a cab which should wait to bring me back.