"You seem to be the only person in the world who has any right to have charge of him." "Oh, thank you, sir!" said Selina in a husky voice; and she dabbed at her eyes.
"It's not for you to thank me; it's for me to thank you," said Sir Tancred.
"Oh, no, sir!" said Selina quickly.

"I know what gentlemen are.

I've been in service in good houses.

They have their sport and their pleasures; and they can't attend to things like this." "I've been looking for him for six months--ever since I knew that I had a child," said Sir Tancred in a very bitter voice.
"Have you now, sir ?" said Selina.

"Ah, if I'd only known, and come to you!" Her story had tided them over the greater part of their journey; and for the rest of it they were silent, Sir Tancred immersed in a bitter reverie, Selina sitting with a hand on each knee, bent forward, with shining eyes, breathing quickly.
Towards the end of their journey she had to direct the cabman; and past the last long row or little red-brick villas, in a waste from which the agriculturalist had retired in favour of the jerry-builder, they came to the goal, three dirty, tumble-down cottages.