Hannah indeed caught sight of a man in the deep shadow of the houses who looked very much as if he were following Lavinia, and she raced softly down to the shop, opened the door and beckoned the girl to hasten.
"Merciful Heaven, what a fright you've put me in to be sure," she whispered, throwing her arms about Lavinia.

"Come in you truant.

Lord, I do believe you was born to plague me out of my seven senses.

You look tired to death.

What have you been a-doing of?
But don't worry to tell me now.