"Never mind; Hannah isn't here. If she were here we'd round on her fast enough. Now then, good girl, eat some bread-and-butter, for you weren't down to that dinner of horrid stew. Hannah said that you'd supped up all the gravy. Jolly mean, I call it. But there! we'll be back about half-past four. Then we'll have tea, and hurry off to the theatre afterwards." The boys left the house, and I was quite alone. Yes, there was nothing like occupation. I put on my hat and jacket and went out. I bought golden syrup--the darkest sort--we all loved that; and I bought a loaf of crispy new bread, and half a pound of butter. Then I got a currant-cake and a small--very small--tin of sardines. The meal would be delicious. I returned home. I entered the parlour and put the kettle on to boil. Then I went down to the neglected kitchen. The fire was out in the little range, the doors of which stood open wide. There was no sign of Hannah anywhere. I went to the kitchen door, and saw that it was locked. There was no key in the lock; she had doubtless taken it with her. This fact relieved me, for I knew that she was coming bock, otherwise she would most certainly have left the key behind. I selected the best of the cups and saucers, choosing with difficulty, for there were few that were not either deprived of handles or with pieces cracked out of the rims. It was a nondescript set when presently it appeared on the table, and the cloth which I spread on it to lay out our meal was none of the cleanest. But there was the golden syrup, and the crispy loaf, and the butter, which I knew was good; and there was the tin of sardines. Punctual to the minute, at half-past four, the three boys made their appearance. Von Marlo had been told. He came straight up to me and took my hand. He did not speak; but the next minute he put his hand into his waistcoat pocket and took from it a knife. This knife was a curious one; it seemed to contain every possible tool that any human being could require in his journey from the cradle to the grave. With one of the instruments in it he speedily opened the tin of sardines; then he himself made the tea, and when it was made he drew chairs up to the table and said, "Come and eat." We all fell upon the provisions in a ravenous fashion. Oh dear! even when you are in great trouble it is good to be hungry--good to be hungry when you have the means of satisfying your appetite. I felt downright starving with hunger that evening. I drank the hot tea, and ate bread-and-butter and golden syrup, and left the sardines for the boys, who made short work of them.