'It belongs to one of them; the other is getting hers, a piece at a time, as you suggest,' said Stella. 'She'll be a sensible young lady. What are they like?' continued Mrs. Morrison. Vava left Stella to describe their new house-mates, and also to talk things over with Mrs. Morrison, who had a great deal to tell her and ask her, and ran off to see Doreen, who was rewarded for her patience by Vava's delight. 'I'm just so happy I don't know what to do!' she cried, her eyes shining and her cheeks so rosy that Mrs. Hackney felt as if the sea-breezes could very well be done without. 'She is a nice old woman, your old nurse,' said Doreen. 'She's not old; she's only middle-aged.--And she says--at least Stella says--I am to thank you for all your kindness, and nursie is very grateful to you too,' said Vava to Mrs. Hackney. 'She is a treasure, and I am very glad you have her. Thank you for coming in Vava; and now run and have your breakfast; you ought to have a fine appetite for it after all this excitement, especially as you did not have much breakfast before you started, I expect,' said Mrs. Hackney. 'We did not have any. Our landlady said she could not get breakfasts at that unearthly hour, as she should not be up herself, so we just had some biscuits, and I am hungry. But, oh I am glad to have said good-bye to those horrid lodgings!' cried Vava with feeling. 'You have much to be thankful for,' observed Mrs. Hackney. 'Yes, and I am thankful,' said Vava simply. Then she went back to her new home, and found Stella, Amy, and Eva in the kitchen, talking happily to Mrs. Morrison, who quite approved of the two strangers, and was inclined to take them to her motherly heart when she found that they were orphans like her own bairns, and had been well brought up, and were well-mannered young ladies. Then the four went in to breakfast. 'What about your presentiment now?' cried Vava, turning to Eva, who had quite recovered her good spirits. 'It has come to pass. I said something was going to happen, and you see it has. Fancy your old nurse being here without your knowing anything about it!' cried Eva. 'You said you had a bad presentiment about something having gone wrong, and nursie's coming is not wrong at all; it has put things right,' persisted Vava. 'Oh well, I haven't got any presentiment now, so it's all right,' declared Eva. 'And presentiments are very foolish things,' said Stella rather primly. The breakfast was a very good one. Mrs. Morrison had made porridge and hot scones, and had brought honey with her from the north, and the girls sat over their meal a long time, forgetting the work they had before them, until Amy started up, saying, 'We had better begin putting up the curtains and getting the rooms ready. My bedroom is chaos, and Eva's is not much better.'