3/13 For they were black, nor did she know where they might go to. And she grew very cold. It grew; was presently enriched by the admixture of baby-screams, and the sound of the shop-shutters being taken down; and at last footsteps approached her door. Mrs Bruce entered, and finding her sitting dressed on her bed, exclaimed: "Ow! ye call dress yersel! can ye ?" "Ay, weel that," answered Annie, as cheerily as she could. "But," she added, "I want some water to wash mysel' wi'." "Come doon to the pump, than," said Mrs Bruce. |