Hilda turned her head and looked at Fetzer, her hatred leaping to her eyes.
"There is one of them, Uncle!" As Mayne rose she threw herself into his arms. "I want to go home with you!"
Mayne's eyes filled with tears.
"Now?"
"Yes."
"Can you prepare to go at once?"
Hilda fixed her eyes upon Ellen who had neither pretensions to learning nor connection with Stephen's hated work.
"She'll help me." She looked about wildly and Mayne and Ellen guided her up the stairs.
"I'll give you some medicine to make you feel better, then this girl will assist you." Mayne was trembling. It was, alas, not to his house that they would take poor Hilda!