"It's what I've come for, my dear," said the wagoner, holding her up. "Where is your home?"
"Home!" she echoed, hysterically, "I have none! I am alone in the world--alone, alone!"
"No father or mother?"
"None."
"No friends?"
"None--not one."
"What can I do for you?"
"Take me from the river. Hark! Do you not hear what it is whispering to me? I am exhausted; my strength is gone, and I can no longer resist. If you leave me here I shall die!"
"But you do not know where I am going."
"It does not matter. Anywhere, anywhere, so that I can have rest. Hide me--hide me! Oh, my heart, my heart!"