"Wouldn't you like to live in a pretty house, and have plenty to eat, and all sorts of lovely flowers and nice playthings?"
"I'd like to bring 'em to mother," said Lettie.
"So you shall—all sorts of things. But you must come home with me first."
Another sign of dissent.
"And we will go into a shop by the way, and order in a good supper for Hor and all of them," whispered Leveson.
"Will we?"
"To be sure we will."
"I'll come," said Lettie.
At all events she trusted him. "I don't see as she understands yet," said Mrs. Forsyth.
"Better not too quickly. It will all come in time. Now, Mrs. Forsyth, I will ask you just to wash her hands and face for me, and then I will take her away. Don't think it is good-bye. I shall soon bring her round to see you all."