"That is cheap. A fat fowl, too."
"Yes. The shop is crowded; people are buying like wildfire. Timothy will make a fortune."
"He has pretty well made one already. Sharp fellow, Timothy Chance, and a worthy fellow, too."
The girl nodded, and Mr. Loveday observed:
"He is just the same as ever. Not a bit altered. Never forgets old friends, and never will forget them. That come-by-chance waif is of the right mettle. He is with Nansie now. We are going to see him. Come along, Hester."
"Can you guess who that young lady is?" asked Dr. Perriera of Mr. Manners.
"I am almost afraid to guess. Tell me."
"Your grandchild. Have you never seen her before?"
"Never."
"If I had a daughter," said Dr. Perriera, "I should esteem it a great blessing if she were like Hester Manners. She has all the virtues of her mother, all the simplicity and nobility which distinguish her father. She has been trained in the right school. I regard it as an honor that I am privileged to call myself her friend. Do you wish to proceed at once to your son's poor dwelling?"