There was a moment's pause, and an audible sigh.
"I'll never be naughty again, Tilly—never," resumed the child's voice, "if you'll just tell me—what was she like?"
"You'll not ask another question if I tell ye?" replied Tilly after a moment of silent self-debate.
"No, Tilly."
"Never another? Do ye hear?"
"Never, Tilly," repeated the child solemnly.
"And you'll never let madam know as I told you?" said Tilly excitedly, sitting up in her bed.
"Never."
"Then, I don't mind saying, for I thinks as you ought to know, as she was as pretty as a picture as I ever saw, and the gentlest, sweetest, ladiest lady," said Tilly, nodding, as a sharp sob sounded in her throat.
"Lady?" said Meg.