Girls -- Juvenile fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction; Spaniards -- England -- Juvenile fiction
"Oh, she ain't really so bad; she's quite a kind sort; but the family is
at home, and I'm due back now, so I'll wish you good-evening, Miss."
"Stay one minute, just one minute."
"I can't really, Miss; I must hurry; time's up, and time's everything at
Castle Walworth. We, none of us, dare be one minute late, not one
blessed minute. There's the family has their pleasure, and they must
have time for that, and we servants, we has our work, and we must have
time for that. That's the way of the world, Miss. I can't stay to
talk, really, Miss."
"Then I'll walk with you," said Nesta.
"It's a steep hill, Miss, and if you've come to see your friends--"
"That's just what I haven't--I have come to--Oh, Mary Hogg, I must
confide in you. I have come here because I want to--to hide for a
little."
"My word! To hide!" said Mary Hogg. She really quite interested at
last. She forgot the awful Mrs Gaskell and all the terrors that
punctuality caused in the St Just establishment. Her eyes became round
as the letter "O," and her mouth formed itself into much the same shape.
"You be a bad 'un!" she said. "So you've run away?"
"Yes, I have. I haven't time to tell you my story, but I want to stay
at Souchester just for a little! you must help me, for I wouldn't have
come to Souchester but for you."
"There now; didn't I say you were bad? What in the name of wonder have
I to do with it?"
"I was going in quite another direction, and I heard you ask for a
ticket to Souchester, and I thought I'd come too, and I got into the
same carriage with you because I thought you looked kind and--and
respectable. I've got some money," continued Nesta, speaking with
sudden dignity. "I'm not a beggar, but I want to go to a very cheap
place just to spend the night. Do you know of any place? It won't do
you any harm to tell me if there's anybody in the village who would give
me a bed."
"But, do you mean a very, very cheap place?" asked Mary Hogg, who
thought on the spot that she might do a good deal for her mother. Mrs
Hogg was so poor that she was glad even of stray sixpences and pence.
"I don't mind how poor it is, if it is only cheap; that is what I want--
something very cheap."
"There's mother's house. Would you mind going there?"
"Of course I wouldn't. Where is it?"
"I must be quick; I really must. You had better come a little way up
the hill with me, and I'll tell you. It's rather steep, but there, I'll
go a little slower. I'll tell Mrs Gaskell that I met a fellow creature
in distress. She's a very Christian woman, is Mrs Gaskell, and that,
perhaps, will make her more inclined to be lenient with me. I'll tell
her that."
"But you won't tell her my name, will you?"
"In course not, seeing as I don't know it."
"That's true," said Nesta, with a relieved laugh.
"And I don't want to," said Mary Hogg.
"Better not," said Nesta.
"Well, if you think mother'll give you a bed--"
"I don't know--it was you who said it."
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