Family -- England -- Juvenile fiction; Motherless families -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
"I have nine shillings and fourpence-halfpenny," she said at last, "and
to-morrow is rent day. Rent will be eight shillings; that leaves me
one-and-fourpence-half penny for food. Ef I give you all my money, Miss,
how am I to pay rent? And how are the children to have food to-morrow?"
"But you can sell the diamond. Why are you so dreadfully stupid? You can
sell the diamond for one, two, or perhaps three pounds. Then how rich
you will be."
"Oh, Miss! there's no one in this yer village 'ud give away good money
for a bit of a stone like that; they'd know better. My word! it do send
out a sort of a flame, though; it's wondrous to look upon!"
"People will buy it from you in a town. Go to the nearest town, take it
to a jeweler, and see how rich you will be when you come out of his
shop. There, I will give it to you for your nine-and-fourpence-half
penny."
Flower laid the diamond in the woman's hand.
"It seems to burn me like," she said. But all the same her fingers
closed over it, and a look of greed and satisfaction filled her face.
"I don't know if I'm a-doin' right," she said, "for perhaps this ain't
worth sixpence, and then where's the rent and the food? But, all the
same, I don't like to say no to a pretty lady when she's in trouble. Here's
the nine-and-fourpence-halfpenny, Miss. I earned it bit by bit by washing
the neighbors' clothes; it wasn't easy come by; there's labor in it, and
aches and dead-tiredness about it. You take it, Miss. I only trust the
diamond will repay what I loses on that nine-and-fourpence-half penny."
Flower handled the money as if she thought it dirty.
Without a word she slipped it into the pocket of her dress.
"I am going away," she said. "They are angry with me at Sleepy Hollow. I
have done wrong. I am not a bit surprised. I'm going away, so as not to
cause them any more trouble."
"Oh, law, now, Miss! but they'll fret to part with you."
"No they won't. Anyhow, it isn't your affair. I'm going away as soon as
I possibly can. Can you tell me where the nearest railway station is?"
"There's none closer than Everton, and that's a matter of five mile from
here."
"I must get there as quickly as possible. What road shall I take?"
"Do you think, Miss, I'd let a pretty young lady like you trape the
lanes in the dead of night? No, no; carrier goes between two and three
in the morning. You might go with him, if you must go."
"That is a good thought. Where does the carrier live?"
"Three doors from here. I'll run round presently and tell him to call."
"Thank you. Do you think nine-and-fourpence-halfpenny will take me to
Bath?"
"To Bath, Miss? It might, if you condescended to third class."
"Third class will do very well. Did you ever hear Polly Maybright speak
of an aunt of hers, a Mrs. Cameron?"
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