I'm in sad straits, Hannah.

I wouldn't have come here--I know what mother is--but I couldn't think what to do." "But good lord--the school--mercy on us child, they haven't turned you out, have they ?" "No, but they will if I go back.

I dursn't do that.

I couldn't get in.
I've been robbed of the key.

It was inside my reticule that a rogue snatched from my wrist on London Bridge." "London Bridge! Gracious! What mischief took 'ee there and at this time o' the mornin' ?" "I don't know," sighed the girl, half wearily, half pettishly.