With the gas-light flaring on her raddled face, showing up mercilessly the tawdriness and shoddiness of her clothes, which reeked of a cheap scent, the boys did not find it hard to believe that she often had a struggle to "git off "--indeed, it was a mystery how any man, however unfastidious, however fuddled, could kiss or take kisses from this bundle of rags and bones and paint. Caro seemed to notice the disparaging look. "Oh, I'm a bit off colour to-night, but I can tell you I was a fine girl when I went away with Joe--and all the time I lived with him, too, first at the Camber and then at New Romney; there was many as 'ud have been proud to git me from him. But I stuck to him faithful, I did, till one morning I woke up and found him gone, off on a voyage to Australia--wonder if he met Robert--having given me over to a pal of his for five pounds and a set of oilskins. Oh, I can tell you I took on something awful--I wasn't used to men in those days. But Joe's pal he was a decent chap--there was nothing the matter with him save that he wasn't Joe. He was unaccountable good to me, and I stayed with him three years--and then I hooked it, scarcely knew why. I got a post as barmaid in Seaford, but the landlord took up with me and his missus chucked me out. And now I'm here." "Have--have you been here long?" stammered David, feeling he must say something. "Three year or so. I started up town. But we've spoken enough about me. Let's hear about you, and the farm. How's Richard?" The boys told her; they described their prosperous brother with his white shirt-front, his pince-nez, his ring, and his high-born wife. As they talked they grew more at their ease. "Well," said Caro, "I reckon he got away in time." "From what?" "From Odiam, of course. I stayed too long. I stayed till I was half killed by the place. If I'd gone off as a young girl I reckon I'd have done well by myself, but I waited on till I was ready to take anything that was going, and when you're like that it's too late." "I shouldn't think Richard was sorry he left." "No--and mark you, nor am I. It 'ud have been worse for me if I'd stayed. I'm miserable in a different way from what I was there--somehow the life's easier. I'm not happy, but I'm jolly. I'm not good, but I'm pleasant-like. It's all a change for the better. See?" "Then you don't wish as you wur back again?" "Back! Back with fäather! Not me! Now let's hear some more about him--does he ever speak to you of your mother?" For the rest of the meal they discussed the absent ones--Rose, Robert, Albert, Benjamin, Tilly, the boys hearing a great deal that had never come to their ears before. Caro ordered two more bottles of six, and in the end the party became quite convivial, and David and William, forgetting the strangeness of it all, were sorry when their sister at last stood up and announced that she must wobble off or she'd be late. "You'll tell father you met me?" she said as they left the eating-house.