Here she is, and here she apparently means to stay.

The poor child doesn't understand.

She thinks I'm older than Methusaleh, and that she can live here with me.

I can't explain it to her--you--don't think _you_ could, do you, Hardinge ?" "No, I don't, indeed," says Hardinge, in a hurry.

"What on earth has brought her here at all ?" "To _stay_.