But you can't expect anything of _them_; they've had no nurture.' That was her word.

So being a just child, she has to wonder how Englishmen 'with nurture' can so demean themselves to get money.

In short, my friend, your daughter--for love of us both maybe--is taking our picturesqueness too honestly.
She inclines to find a merit of its own in poverty.

It is high time we sent her to school." It was high time, as Brother Bonaday knew; if only because every child in England nowadays is legally obliged to be educated, and the local attendance officer (easily excused though he might be for some delay in detecting the presence of a child of alien birth in so unlikely a spot as St.Hospital) would surely be on Corona's track before long.

But Brother Bonaday hated the prospect of sending her to the parish school, while he possessed no money to send her to a better.